I'm a hillbilly who eats possums, squirrels and chipmunks too.
Alvin and the Chipmunks came to my house and I turned them into stew.
They were cute and they had charm.
They thought I'd welcome them with open arms.
When they came to my house, it was a stupid thing to do.
Chip and Dale are at my door and I'm going to devour them too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem