Look at that flesh Pink and plump Hello, little girl Tender and fresh Not one lump Hello, little girl This one's especially lush Delicious Hello, little girl What's your rush You're missing all the flowers The sun won't set for hours Take your time Mother said: straight ahead Not to delay or be misled But slow, little girl Hark and hush The birds are singing sweetly You'll miss the birds completely You're traveling so fleetly Grandmother first Then Miss Plump What a delectable couple Utter perfection One brittle, one supple One moment, my dear Mother said: come what may Follow the path And never stray Just so, little girl Any path So many worth exploring Just one would be so boring And look what you're ignoring Think of those crisp Aging bones Then something fresh on the palate Think of that scrumptious carnality Twice in one day There's no possible way To describe what you feel When you're talking to your meal Mother said Not to stray Still I suppose A small delay Granny might like A fresh bouquet Goodbye, Mr. Wolf Goodbye, little girl And hello