My snack is it ready said the snot-drip monster to his wife
No more snacks till you slim: your unhealthy appetites
Will shorten your life
I am the snot-drip monster extrodinaire: Never will I die!
Just then the Chief of handkerchiefs sailed in on a gust of wind
And wiped away the monster off the face of many faces.
No more snacks for him;
And his widowed wife is remarried
To a monster very slim.