Making Meals Out of Mountains

Let’s make a meal out of this mountain I said to Clouth. With a giant goat gulp I had a boulder in my mouth. Which I thought would be fun until things went south And my teeth began to crack and break and fall out. Clouth thought it was a competition, so he chomped on a tree. Spitting out teeth and splinters and yelling “whoopee!” That is what I get when I travel down the blue sea With a crazy, crabby, cranky, mealy-mouth chimpanzee. The children we were with began racing around Tasting all the stuff they could reach on the ground. The meal was earthworms, mushrooms, anything found. The mountain rolled his eyes, and said “Stop kidding around!” As meals go, this one was surprisingly fast. Of course dandelions, and daffodils never do last When you are a mountain goat with the largest mouth After we were finished, we moved our meal to the south.