Welcome to tea, he said
And cut off my head;
He placed it before me
‘This is a special kind of tea, you see’
‘For dinner tonight, we’ll be having
Monkey brain stew!
And in case you haven’t noticed,
My dear friend, that means tonight!
Tonight we’ll be eating you!’
With that thought he retired to a distance, and
Finding myself at no great disadvantage,
I placed my skull back upon my neck –
Whereupon – I was no longer dead!
He promptly came scuttling back,
A spider in a hat, all gross and swollen and black
‘Oh no dear boy this simply won’t do!
Whatever will I feed the other monkeys at the zoo?
They do so love a tasty head’
So I promptly scissored his,
And fed them that instead.
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