(WARNING: some of you may not find this to your taste)
SONG of the ROYAL FOOD-TASTER It’s always feast day at the Court of King Eatmore and Queen Yumyum Bring it on, dish after dish - anything that’s Meat, we’ll eat When I arrived at Court from my far-off village I was but skin and bones Now as Trusted Royal Taster I am as big as Her Majesty’s – Burp! – ****
SONG of the ROYAL JESTER Bring it on anything that moves We’ll spike it through for the spit - with the spike through the mouth and coming out the other end For what is man and woman King and Queen but a mouth open and a releasing rear?
CHORUS Oh let us eat, eat, eat drink and sate and ingratiate We love anything that crawls or creeps or flies or moves We can crunch and munch and digest and add to our folds and waves - for the World-sized King he said: “Bring it IN! Something local, anything Exotic! Bring it IN!” And the Immense Queen she screamed: “Cream! Cream! Cream! More Cream and Oil on my Pig’s Head!”
SONG of the ROYAL JESTER** Ah, for what else did Nature fashion life to be? – one way in and one way out and lots to retain Humanity is but a mouth and an **** connected well in an ever-emptying barrel