This, Chil-Dren, Is The Famed Mon-Goos. He Has An Ap-Pe-Tite Ab-Struse; Strange To Re-Late, This Crea-Ture Takes A Cu-Ri-Ous Joy In Eat-Ing Snakes - All Kinds, Though, It Must Be Con-Fessed, He Likes The Poi-Son-Ous Ones The Best. From Him We Learn How Ve-Ry Small A Thing Can Bring A-Bout A Fall. Oh, Mon-Goos, Where Were You That Day When Mis-Tress Eve Was Led A-Stray? If You'd But Seen The Ser-Pent First, Our Parents Would Not Have Been Cursed, And So There Would Be No Ex-Cuse For Mil-Ton, But For You - Mon-Goos!