Cannibal Maid
A cannibal maid and her Hottentot blade
They met in a rocky defile
A gay eagle plume was his only costume
And all that she wore was a smile
Together they strolled as his passions he told
In thrilling and tremulous mean
She had murmured no word when a war whoop was heard
And a rival burst out on the scene
'Twas a savage Zulu to the trysting place drew
Demanding his cannibal bride
But the Hottentot said with a toss of his head
"I'll have thy degenerate hide!"
So the Hottentot flew at the savage Zulu
And the Zulu, he flew at the blade
Together they vied in ther strength and their pride
As they fought for the cannibal maid
She perched on a stone with her shapely shin bone
Clasped in her long twining arms
And watched the blood fly with a love-laden eye
As the warriors fought for her charms
Oh the purple blood flew from the Hottentot's nose
And the Zulu was struck by the blade
As together they vied in their strength and their pride
And they died for the cannibal maid
She made a fine stew of the savage Zulu
And she scrambled the Hottentot's brains
'Twas a dainty menu when the cooking was through
And she dined from her lovers' remains
Oh the savage Zulu and the Hottentot too
Are asleep in a cannibal tomb
The three are made one, and my story is done
And the maiden walked off in the gloom.