Senor Habanero, how dare you
What the hell are you doing?
You burn me and bite me
Make me sweat and delight me.

Scotch Bonnet, I want it
You’re still one red hottie
You whip me you hurt me
I like you, you’re naughty.

Mr. Serrano, you devil
Just because youre green
You think you can fool us
You aren’t at all what you seem

Kids, Jalapeno and Poblano,
You guys seem so mild
You so faked me out,
Who knew you were wild?

Sweet Bells, yes I trust you
Green yellow and red
I eat all of you together
No steam out my head

Don’t trick your little sister
Don’t give her a bite
She might get a blister
On her tongue for a night

Water won’t cool you
There’s just not a cure
Chew bread or drink milk
It might help you endure.