J is for the jar she grew me in.
Y is for the yellow of her eye-stalks,
G is for the green glow of her skin.
R is for the races that she’s conquered,
X is how her X-rays warm my hearts.
N means that she never needs new slime sacs,
P is how she prunes my extra parts.
O is how she orbits lesser homeworlds,
L is for her light-bombs which destroy.
Put them all together, they spell HJYGRXNPOL,
I’m proud to be her special little boy!