What is it I don’t understand Is it even A part of the plan What is it I can not tell Why does it make Such a terrible smell Is it short Is it fat Is it big Is it flat What is it Is it round Is it square Is it for the land Is it for the air What is it What is it I need to know What is it Will it explode You bring this thing Within this room I have to ask Is it doom There upon the desk it sits The question still remains What is it