There once was a serpent that lived in Skye,
Over the misty sea, oh,
He lived on nothing but strawberry pie

For breakfast, dinner and tea, oh!
If strawberry pie were not to be had,
Over the misty sea, oh,

He'd twist and hiss like a snake gone mad or
A worm just stung by a bee-o!
But tho' he might hiss and have a big fit,

Over the misty sea, oh,
He often had to go without
His breakfast, dinner and tea, oh!