The Man Who Ate His Own Head

By: Ricky Musick

There was once a man who ate his own head

He would eat and eat no matter what people said

"This is no good for you, you have to stop!"

"You won't have enough brains to be a lawyer or cop!"

"Discontinue this madness and put down your utensil and tool!"

"Or fear the fate of forever being labeled a fool!"

But the man paid no mind to the concerned meeting

And just carried on cutting, and chewing, and eating

See the man did not care if anyone understood

If you thought him daft or brains made out of wood

It does not matter to him what you and I think

Because to him, you and I are not worth a second blink

You see the man was special, no one could disagree

So much more special than you and than me

So special in fact, only one diet would suffice

He could not dine on our food, us pitiful mice

A menu of him is all that would do

Something so special that he will soon rue

So he ate, and ate, and ate, and ate

Never once ever reflecting on his fate

He was not at all concerned about the begs and pleads

Once he was done with his head he moved to his knees

From his knees to his arms, from his arms to his bone

To the point that when somebody knocked, nobody was home

So don't be like the man that ate his own head

Pay attention to what people say and what they have said

Listen and learn and tell yourself, "Stop!"

"Now they had a point, whether lawyer or cop."

"They are giving me knowledge and lessons to use as a tool!"

"Things to help me so I am not forever labeled a fool!"