When You Wish Upon Some Spit…

When you walk on down the street
There will be spit beneath your feet.
When you spot that gob down there
Offer up this little prayer:

Glisten, glisten glob of spit.
On the sidewalk you do sit.
In my mouth you’re usually found.
Now you slicken-up the ground.
Glisten little glob of spew.
Make this wish of mine come true.