He didn't mean to do it
He really didn't think
Let's hope it all can be hushed up
Let's hope there is no stink

Do you think a letter of apology?
Might head off a holy row
He's really rather sorry, you know
He's taken a solemn vow

He's sworn off eating lots of things
He's said those days are done
Your village, city, state is safe
He says we've spoiled his fun

For where's the fun in eating things
If people get distraught
No, he won't do it any more
Or at least he won't get caught

Brisbane was too big, you see
Its demise could not be overlooked
The trail of crumbs led straight to him
Caught out, his goose was cooked

It's not as if it was a metropolis
Oh no, it wasn't like that at all
But people knew where it used to be
And when it wasn't, then they bawled

If you're going to eat a city
You should start with something small
Something not so obvious
Or preferably, don't bother at all

Why not eat a building or two?
There are lots of those to spare
All those ugly tower blocks
And no one will even care

You'd be doing us all a service
You could hold your head up high
One less eyesore to look up at
One more bit of the sky

So next time you feel a bit peckish
And a landmass starts to appeal
Just turn your back on temptation
And stick with a low calorie meal