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