Gourmenace - The Puffer Fish Song
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Lyrics: Lorelei Skye |
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Small little Puffer Fish so spiny & sweet Who caught you first and prepared you to eat Who followed after when the first feaster fell Dire little delicacy, dread denizen of hell |
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When we sit down to the feast finely prepared Do we stop to think how it came to be there? Long ago in yester years before grocery Each new dish discovered haad to be Served French Fried and Fricasseed in a fine mushroom stew With a side of small snails with cheese curdled and bleu Served with dessert of kiwi, pineapple, and lime Followed to drink fermented fruit from the vine It's not very often fish has the last word And even far rarer fishy laughter is heard So raise glasses high to the chef of your plate For if prepared wrong, it's last laugh is your fate When we sit down to the feast on our plates Always stop to thank who prepared what you ate And remember in yester years in some fine king's hall The tasters who made sure it was eat-able at all! |
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