O John Clease, please don't sue us, Don't grill us or toast your flock, Terry Gilliam Don't barbecue us, Or simmer us in a stock, Chapman can't braise or bake or boil us, Or stir-fry us in a wok. Oh Michael Palin please don't lightly poach us, Or baste us with hot fat, Don't fricassee or roast us, Or boil us in a vat, And please Terry Jones don't stick thy servants, Dear Python, In a Rotissomat.