Poo-Putt Platter

I tripped a lot out here in the woods lately

This is a platter of, this makes an

An exceptionally good late night's snack and also a dandy fly swatter

Ah, my eyes are going, I can't hit it

Nothing comes between me and my masters

(What is it father?)

These footprints were by, by the flying monkey men

(But they've never strayed from the Valley since we made the pig feet)

Yes, that is what disturbs me

He'd probably get indigestion

You will go

(I don't think so

Take them)

This jungle is dangerous Trapper

You will need assistance

(I know what I'm doing)

You risked your life for us, thanks

I lost an arm

(Good)

Stop it father

(Stand back

Return to the house)

No

What the?

Now Trapper, perhaps you will listen