He was a man of science,
He felt he had to say,
As he cut off the limbs and head
And smoked it with his lazer ray.
He was a man of invention,
He felt he had to utter,
As the creature’s eyes blinked
And the demon began to mutter.
He was a man of the future,
He felt he had to proclaim,
As the monster slithered on his table,
An abomination in Creation’s name.
He was a man of the people,
He felt he had to cry,
As the bat-snake flapped and hissed,
And wished it had been left to die.