Hotel Anaconda

If you should happen to wander

By a large sneaky 'old Anaconda

I would not take the time

To stare at it or ponder

Cause you may saunter

Even though you don't wanta

Into his snaggle toothed jaws

Where you will soon be squandered

Picky it is not

That sneaky 'old Anaconda

When it comes to a free meal

He will most likely want ya

Crunchy you may be

As your bones slide asunder

Into the cavernous stretched out belly

Of that stinking prick Anaconda

I just though I'd warn ya

Bout that sneaky 'old Anaconda

Lest he slither up so deviously

And latch his teeth upon ya

Oh My!

Farewell 'O careless vagabonda

You went where ya shouldenta oughta

Now you beez a permanent resident

Of the “ Hotel Anaconda “

Bubbye now!

Copyright May 2003 Richard Preston