In a grand royal castle overlooking the sea,
Worked a chef of much fame and infamy.
He was the toast of his nation, worshiped by all,
But was the bane of creatures, great and small.
Jackal jelly, Koala knish;
Nothing escaped his banquet dish.
Flamingo falafel, Mole macaroons;
A veritable zoo for forks, knives and spoons.
From far and wide great people came,
Not for the king, to his kingly shame,
But to feast at the heavenly supper table,
Of the culinary ruler known in rhyme, book and fable.
Regents ravished his Rattlesnake ravioli.
Admirals attacked his Albatross aioli,
Sultans would sup on his Sea Slug sorbet,
And the Pope partook in his Penguin parfait.