Ham, Cheese, and Wine
Once upon a time
No meat, I could not dine
Those pigs, damn, could they whine
I’d go for some ham, cheese, and wine
Went to find pig number one and BAM!
Now, my teeth, oh yes, I grind
Got a sledge and chopped his door
Didn’t give a fight, what a bore
Went to his brother’s door
Sliced him to the core
The third one was a dope
Went to the store
Came back to the thorn
I pierced him like the lore
Don’t come for me
I’m a wolf, don't ya know?
Back to my den
For some ham, cheese, and wine
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