Hungry Mungry is the villain protagonist of Shel Silverstein's poem of the same name. He is mostly known for eating everything in sight, whether it's dead or alive, natural or artificial, edible or inedible, etc.
Hungry Mungry sat at supper, took his knife and fork,
Ate a bowl of mushroom soup, ate a slice of roasted pork,
Ate a dozen stewed tomatoes and twenty-seven deviled eggs,
Fifteen shrimps, nine baked potatoes,
Thirty-two fried chicken legs,
A shank of lamb, a boiled ham,
Two bowls of grits, some black-eyed peas,
Four chocolate cakes, eight angle cakes, nine custard pies with muenster cheese,
Ten pots of tea, and after he had eaten all that he was able,
He poured some broth on the tablecloth
And ate the kitchen table.
His parents said, "Oh Hungry Mungry, stop these silly jokes."
Mungry opened his mouth, and "Gulp," he ate his folks.
And then he went and ate his house all the bricks and wood,
And then he ate all the people in the neighbourhood.
Up came twenty angry policemen shouting "Stop and cease."
Mungry opened his mouth and "Gulp," he ate the police. The soldiers came with tanks and guns. Said Mungry "They can't harm me!"
He just smiled and licked his lips and ate the US Army.
The President sent all his bombers: Mungry was still calm.
He put his head back, ate the planes and gobbled up the bomb.
He ate his town and ate his city, ate and ate and ate,
And then he said, "I think I'll eat the whole United States."
And so he ate Chicago and munched the Water Tower,
And then he chewed on Pittsburgh but he found it rather sour.
He ate New York and Tennessee and all of Boston Town,
Then drank the Mississippi River just to wash it down.
And when he'd eaten every state, each puppy boy and girl,
He wiped his mouth upon his sleeve and went to eat the world.
He ate the Egypt Pyramids and every church in Rome,
And all the grass in Africa and all the ice in Nome,
He ate each hill in green Brazil and then to make things worse
He decided for dessert he'd eat the universe.
He started with the moon and stars and as soon as he was done,
He gulped the clouds and sipped the wind and gobbled up the sun.
Then sitting there in the cold dark air,
He started to nibble his feet,
Then his legs, then his hips, then his neck, then his lips
Till he sat there just gnashing his teeth,
Cause nothing was nothing was
Nothing was nothing was nothing was left to eat.