He's been eating for ten months now His belly still has not been filled Toucan feathers and jaguar fur he coughs up He trips and falls down a tarantula hole In that spider cave he find many good grubbies to eat But it's still not enough to get him back on his two feet Vine from vine he's swinging and he cannot stop salivating at the thoughts of eating all the villagers, Jungle Yeti In the evening he bed down but belly rumblin In the morning he come running through the misty glow In the afternoon you feel his jaws gnashing around you and you're being eaten by the Jungle Yeti