I need more eggs to feed the chickens, the big bad wolf to the little red hen, The pigs are up in the family's den, and the shepherd can't herd them,
Well, I have two pieces of fence to hold the sheep in, find some mud to get the pigs sleeping, Not a snowball's chance in hell we are leaving, now get back to your cage and start cleaning.
But the animals are asking for Napoleon ice cream, I'd scream but you know that doesn't make for nice dreams, Well, feed the sheep a fresh hot plate of steam, make sure to gather the animals should all be as it seems.
Don't you know good Christians eat more chicken? I do a lot of food on my poems.