One day The Gimp was hung
From the ceiling above.
He was filling a box lazily,
When Zed grabbed him and said, "Come with me."
Zed said, "We got these two,
And it is up to you
To watch this one while with the other we play."
He tied The Gimp up and blew.

The Gimp hovered above
Butch, who was on his own,
Gagged and bound and tied tight to his seat.
In the next room, he heard Wallace bleat.
Butch knew what he must do,
Or bad things would ensue
Gimp guffawed away; Butch schemed to make his play.
He thought, "Next victim is you."

This way The Gimp was hung:
Butch freed his hands, and then
He gave The Gimp a jaw-breaking blow.
Oh yeah--Butch is a boxer, you know.
Gimp doesn't even hear
The punch; he won't come to.
For a flash, birdies sing, but then the tight choke ring
Breaks The Gimp's masked neck in two.