There are those who will dine
on fine foods and great wine
and who want just the finest of treats
But not me, no, no way
I’m quite proud when I say
Im a fan of the less refined meats
Give me Pies filled with heart
though it does make me fart
give me puddings of tripe, brains and balls
though it makes me quite gassy
I can still keep it classy
and with gravy for sure eat it all
Give me chicken arse flan
I’m not bothered with ham
give me dishes pile high with pig scrotum
I’ve this recipe for stew
with the balls of gnu
and some others, so good, ‘cos I wrote ’em
Oh I cannot resist
the dark meats on my list
how i crave juicy brains, spine and liver
feed me pies filled with wings
of all high flying things
lick my lips in delight how I shiver
Dont cast doubt or dispute
nature’s leftover fruit
say ‘perhaps’ if your offered intestines
you might just take delight
at each savoury bite
as you wash it down with rich red house wines
Afterwards 