Boa Constrictor

While reading poems from Where the Sidewalk Ends, the kids picked out this one:

Boa Constrictor

by Shel Silverstein

Oh, I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,

a boa constrictor,

a boa constrictor,

I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,

and I don't like it--one bit.

Well, what do you know?

It's nibblin' my toe.

Oh, gee, it's up to my knee.

Oh my, it's up to my thigh.

Oh, fiddle, it's up to my middle.

Oh heck, it's up to my neck.

Oh, dread,

It's upmmmmmmmffffffffffffff...