I've eaten many strange and scrumptious dishes in my time,
Like jellied bugs and curried slugs and earwigs cooked in slime,
And mice with rice -- is very nice
When they're roasted in their prime
(But don't forget to sprinkle them with just a pinch of grime.)
I'm crazy 'bout mosquitoes on a piece of buttered toast,
And pickled spines of porcupines. And then a great big roast.
And dragon's flesh, quite old, not fresh --
It costs a buck at most,
(It comes to you in barrels if you order it by post.)
For dinner on my birthday shall I tell you what I chose:
Hot noodles made of poodles on a slice of garden hose --
And a rather smelly jelly
Made of armadillo's toes.
(The jelly is delicious, but you have to hold your nose.)
I crave the tasty tentacles of octopi for tea
I like hot-dogs, but I LOVE hot-frogs, and surely you'll agree
A plate of soil with engine oil's
A super recipe.
(I hardly need to mention that it's practically free.)
Now comes, my fellow travelers, the burden of my speech:
These foods are rare beyond compare -- and some right out of reach;
But there's no doubt I'd go without
A million plates of each
For one small mite,
One tiny bite
Of this FANTASTIC PEACH!
