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Gourmenace - The Puffer Fish Song


Lyrics: Lorelei Skye            


Chorus:
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
Verses:
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!


Lyrics © 2005 Catherine Coate

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