Goomba goomba burning bright,
amidst the toadstools of the night,
What immortal shoe or boot,
could squish thy goomba symmetry?
In what distant depths or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what warp pipes dare he aspire?
Would the goomba be struck by a flower of fire?
What about the hammer brothers? What about the chain chomps?
Did you overcome them with your goombaness?
What dread grasp,
Dare your sinister Goomba terrors clasp?
When the seven stars threw down their spears,
and water'd the Mushroo Kingdom with their tears,
Did the Mushroom God smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Yoshi make thee?
Goomba, Goomba, burning bright
amidst the toadstools of the night,
What immortal shoe or foot
dare squish thy Goomba symmetry?