She lives on lunch meat,
Links: so long! Just lunch meat.
She reads in "House and Garden"
That it tastes real good with lard on.

She hates roe--it is so lumpy.
Ate it once--then, stomach-pumpy.
She had it with rum
And, oh, what a spew!
She has meat; that's all she'll chew.

I see you live on lunch meat.
Do you know just what creatures you eat
As teeth sunder and chew that fare?
Rum punch today, and a beer.
"I fress and like it fine--though, farts."

She lives on lunch meat,
Links--so long!--just lunch meat.
She reads in "House and Garden"
That it tastes real good with lard on.

Lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard,
Lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard, lard.