Hunger is gnawing your stomach
The time when food is must
Don’t let in your faith a crack
One breach in your trust!

It’s there for you to eat
Away by an inch a peck
In haste don’t call it quit
Be not afraid of your neck!

Beckons you the golden cheese
Bowel’s curing remedy
It waits for your final wish
To be set from hunger free!

A little pull is all you need
Just a little force
Howling hunger needs the feed
You have no other recourse!

Come mouse got nothing to lose
You’re hungry or you’re dead
Either way hangs the noose
your escape is that way made!