Larry removed the silvery foil, though that wasn’t strictly necessary, from the chocolatey-coated devil’s food rocket filled with a creamy fuel of sugared fat and a drop of genuine rocket propellant in every Zoom. He leered at the treat for almost a minute before sticking it into his mouth shape, also unnecessary.
The rocket cake tumbled slowly, lost in inner space, savored by every amoeboid of Larry’s being, as he dreamily crooned the Coco Zoom jingle,
When the grumbles strike
And hunger looms,
Blast to the rescue
with Coco Zooms!
which was less lame sung by Titanic Sirens”
From Go, Mutants, p. 41