The Daily Poem

HUNGRY GIANT

I pulled all the fish from the seven seas,

   I snared all the birds from the seven skies,

I shot all the beasts off the seven lands,

   And put all their meat in a million pies.

There's not a meat that's left to eat

That isn't in my silver tins.

Just plankton is left in the seven seas,

   Just insects are left in the seven skies,

Just lizards are left on the seven lands,

   And everything else is cooked in the pies.

Fee Fie what have I done?

Foe Fum what have I done?

~ D. Edgar Lamp (Novel Verse Form)