We're stuck in a pickle—

Not sure how we got here.

We'd like to get out—

Not sure how to get there.

Are we in a giant pickle,

That's more than twelve feet tall?

Or is it a normal-sized pickle,

And we've been shrunk down small?

Is it a sweet pickle?

Or is it dill?

Is it a fake pickle?

Or is it real?

We're not sure how we got in here,

Or if we'll get out again.

We're not really sure what to do—

This is quite the pickle we're in.