The Henhouse Is on Fire

Castles in the air were his thing.

Seen in Morocco wearing a fez--

Or was it on the North Pole?

Giving a girl a ride in a dogsled.

All hell broke loose back home

After his wife found out,

“The henhouse is on fire”

He told his drinking buddies,

Popping up here and there,

Consulting a fortune-teller in Naples,

Waving from a train in Brazil

And vanishing like the devil himself

An early explorer claimed to have seen

Playing the flute and dancing

On some rock out in the Pacific

No ship afterwards could find again.