I found the Frozen Monkey Men,
Or rather they found me,
While walking home one lonely night,
A quarter after three.
They brought me to their icy lair,
Dragging me against my will,
Awoken from their long term nap,
They had appetites to fill.
I fought the Frozen Monkey Men,
But easily was beat,
Boiled, garnished, whipped, and stirred,
Tenderized like meat.
I feed the Frozen Monkey Men,
More like they fed on me,
Satisfied they once more slept,
Till their next hunting spree
