The weather was cold and it snowed
It was on my neck that I felt it
What I needed to make it so warm
Was a scarf or something to sit.
I’d tried with a polo neck sweater
My collar buttons done nice and tight
Turned up collars and long balaclavas
I certainly looked quite a sight.
I finally hit on the answer
A Boa’s the answer for me
But where on earth can you find one
In a shop, by a stream, in a tree?
My thoughts about this were quite fuzzy
But then the idea came to me
I think that they live in the jungle
Where they roam oh so proud and so free.
At last I knew that I’d found one
And brought it back home for me
I expected that it would need training
But I was quite patient you see.
My Boa was so well behaved
That I thought that I’d start right away
I wrapped it round ever so gently
And tried to persuade it to stay.
Well what a success, it seemed happy
And not only stayed but it coiled
And before I knew what had happened
My neck was so warm that it boiled.
I’d forgotten one thing that’s important
That a Boa’s a constricting snake
I tried very hard to prevent it
But it’s hold on my neck would not break.
I wrestled with it as it tightened
And thought where I’d made my mistake
The thought that I had as I passed out
Is this mistake the last that I’ll make.