The unknown white world they knelt to
Then suddenly, they pant and guzzle
This last act, take notice
May cause a curious change in the temperature of your stomach

And all your senses will become sharper
And you will find delight in the world
That is made of crunching and squirming and squishing
The stripey ones are particularly gross

And when you venture forth, you will find
Fear not, for they are quick to discover
That you are absolutely wrong,
And quickly correct.

For them, human bein’s is tasty
Delicious, and they know it
So come, old friends, and do not take
The foul persuasion to heart

For bitter is the word, and error is the vice
So turn back to the living-room, and we’ll watch
The children rumbling along the floor
And you can spell, your life out loud