An engineer of great renown
flew across the world to crown
a colleague in a foreign land
with knowledge for to understand
how in his future work to do
a service job in King Kong Fu.

His job was tough but nothing new
It was to make the dreams come true,
for customers who held so dear
an undisturbed production clear.
They met with gusto and know-how true
in the ancient town of King Kong Fu.

For days and nights they worked and toiled
in heat and grime that surely boiled
their energy, their clothes got soiled.
But one day out of great turmoil
they had of problems left but few,
at the company in King Kong Fu.

They saw the goal ahead it lay
encouraged them to further stay
and do the endless problems slay.
At last they had the end in view
the final plates they on did screw
for the company in King Kong Fu.

Then out of the proverbial blue
he got a massive dose of flu.
In fever he tormented lay.
While friends around his bed did pray.
They prayed for his recovery new
in a hospital bed in King Kong Fu.

While he was under the fever's curse.
He was tended to by a lovely nurse
She helped him with his every need
as though it were a holy deed.
That lovely lady helped him through
His dreadful ailment in King Kong Fu.

But as at last he did recover
and found his work was nearly over.
He fell in love with the nurse in blue
and she loved him also that was true
They loved with gusto and much ado
in her apartment in King Kong Fu.

Then finally the day was there,
when he had to leave that hemisphere.
In a great old seven forty seven
he flew back towards the Nordic heaven
He landed in a mood so blue
six thousand miles from King Kong Fu.

Oh say what took so long let's hear
His boss did say and cocked his ear
I hear from a certain mister Smut
That you were running with a slut
With a lady young of virtues few
you had a ball in King Kong Fu.

For a minute whole he could nothing utter
With hate disgust he could but stutter.
While fever and pain racked my spine
That noble sweet lady did peek and pine
She saved my life with a potent brew
in a hospital bed in King Kong Fu.

He got his speech, he gathered his wit
on the manager's carpet he did spit
You son of a gun, you dirty swine
For you I laid my life on the line
I lost my heart, oh that is true
to a wonderful lass in King Kong Fu.

I hate your guts, I hate your style
In his mouth he tasted the sour bile
to the door he strode in a steady gait
his face a mask of bitter hate.
I would rather starve than work for you
you fiendish fiend of King Kong Fu.

With an airplane ticket in his hand,
he went back to the foreign land.
He found his lovely nurse again
they bonded were in a golden chain.
Of children they today have two
in their love nest outside King Kong Fu.