yet another regional variant of this song, which I learned growing up in Evanston, IL.

Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
Chopped up baby parakeet
French-fried eyeballs floating in a cup of soup
That's what I had for lunch!

I forgot my spoon
But I remembered my face.
So I stuck it in the cup and I slurped it all up
And that's what I had for lunch!

There are tons of regional variants of this. Some say "mutilated monkey feet" instead of "mutilated monkey meat" and some say "little birdies' dirty feet" instead of "chopped up baby parakeet". It's pretty bizarre.