His mouth is large
And his stomach is deep
Only time he don't eat
Is when he's asleep
He is a Giant
Ten times larger than life
Who wouldn't be his swain
His dame or his wife!
But I don't think anyone
Could ever meet his fill
They come and they come
And he swallows them still
His hunger is endless
An ever-flowing cup
They come and they come
And he swallows them up
There is seldom a time
He is not on a date
With a swooning darling
Climbing onto his plate
They see his big taste
And his starving stare
Come one or ten thousand
He has space in there!
So when he makes his catch
And the love is so true
The sweet words she'll hear
'Love, I'm going to eat you.'
GULP!
May 15, 2019
May 15, 2019 at 7:52 AM UTC