My name is Mr. Blinky, your imaginary friend.
I know that you can't see me, not even my rear end!
But I'll be watching over you, morning, noon, and night,
Except when I'm in Las Vegas in a heavyweight championship fight.
So wash your ears and scrub your toes 'cause no-one likes a stinky,
'Specially not your secret friend, dear old Mr. Blinky.