Sylvester from Sylvania, magnificent skier and scout,
Went off to explore the slopes one day, but the minute that he was out,
His girlfriend Sylvia opened the door to another particular friend,
And I needn’t tell you that soon enough, they all came to a tragic end,
For Sylvester’d forgotten it was late spring and roots sticking out of the snow
Tripped him at top speed; with a nasty fling he crashed to the gorge below;
Meanwhile, back home, Sylvia and Sid were having a high old time
‘Til Sydney’s wife showed up with a knife, and that’s the end of this rhyme.