Malina and Igolook will chase each other round,
with Igolook in hot pursuit of a gal who weighs some pounds.
Avoirdupois or metrical? Malina does not care.
Without er tits sheez worthless like the sons of old King Lear.
It started on a snowy night (it’s not so queer up North).
Malina went to sleeps that night, and Igolook came forth.
Now Igolook was heretofore a guardjinn unto er.
They were siblings, best of friends, til something gan to spur.
And so that night Igolook went to sneak into er den.
He cracked acreak the windowsill and saw er in a zen.
He lunged at er and grabbed er breasts and she began to scream.
Malina did all that she could against the wretched scheme.
And so she took er bedside knife and brought it to her breasts.
She lopped em off and Igolook was shown she was the best.
With Igolook still holding em, Malina ran away,
off into the sky where as the Sun she’ll ever stay.
Igolook went off after er, er breastses in his hands.
He followed er into the sky, the spirit of all mans.
He pounced into the starry night and there became the Moon.