A famine swept throughout the South,
all mothers tried to feed the mouths
of their small children so they'd live
but no one had enough to give.
The preacher, who was dressed in green
appeared short-winded, on the scene.
He'd had a helping of pink gin
which God did not regard as sin.
Where have you little devil been
said to her daughter Mom Sardine.
You know that all those budding gills
entice strange fish to search for frills.
Inside a toilet at the Zoo
a man was doing what they do,
he always liked the fellow's size
and feasted on him with his eyes.
So, cover, Zeus, your sky
like the boy,
Who never ate his bread with tears
and never cried through sleepless nights
he cannot know you, gods and fears.
You place us here, from Heaven's heights
In the cupboard, near the cheese,
sits a mouse, down on his knees.
Nibbles with much haste and pleasure
from the medium Cheddar treasure.
I would feed you, sweet
our homebaked bread
and make you coffee
the way you like it.
Er spuerte mehr als seine Augen sahen
die zarte Hand, so seidensanft und warm,
stahl sich wie eine wilde Katze in der Nacht
dem heissen Atem hoerig auf den Tod