The King of Siam was a greedy fool,
Especially about his meal.
He'd eat a feast while others would drool
But he didn't care what they'd feel.
He'd start the day with a breakfast plate
And sit and eat for hours.
He began his binge just before eight,
Till the table was bare but for flowers.
Fried chicken, t-bone steaks
Twenty-five hot dogs
Three dozen eggs, forty milkshakes
And two baked Hawaiian hogs.
Now, this was just his breakfast,
And he ate three meals they say.
You can imagine what he had for the rest
And how much fatter he grew each day.
It soon got to the point
Where he could no longer move.
He'd roll all around the castle,
Weighing nearly two tons - Dude!!
His servants then saw their advantage
And they locked him in his room.
They made their way to the kitchen
While the king yelled of their doom.
Then the king fell silent and submitted
As fine smells came throught the door;
While his servants had a mighty feast
Until there was no more.
They opened the door and the king rolled out,
Searching for some grub;
But it was gone, so he began to cry
As his servants were all at the pub.
He had gotten to fat to reach the stove
So he couldn't try to cook.
He rolled down to the library
And borrowed a recipe book.