I'll have your guts for garters
I'll have your skin for sweets
I'll have your bones for batting
I'll have your teeth for treats

I'll have your hands for headphones
I'll have your feet for food
I'll have your hair for hiding
I'll have your mouth to mend my mood

I'll have your arms for artwork
I'll have your legs for lights
I'll have your toes for tall-tales
I'll have your fingers for my fights

I'll have your knees for knocking
I'll have your heart for health
I'll have your veins for visitors
I'll have your warts for wealth

I'll have your tongue for timing
I'll have your nose for now
I'll have your cheeks for chiming
I'll use your eyes and ears somehow

So please stay on my good side
For I'm rather prone to theft
And if you dare to make me angry
You might find you've nothing left