But then came a blood-curdling wail,
so I made blood-cheese in my pail.
but despite my attempt
so I made blood-cheese in my pail.
but despite my attempt
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But then came a blood-curdling wail,
so I made blood-cheese in my pail.
but despite my attempt
My cheese was exempt
so I made blood-cheese in my pail.
but despite my attempt
My cheese was exempt
But then came a blood-curdling wail,
so I made blood-cheese in my pail.
but despite my attempt
My cheese was exempt
From good taste, though I drenched it with ale.
The secret of making good cheese
so I made blood-cheese in my pail.
but despite my attempt
My cheese was exempt
From good taste, though I drenched it with ale.
The secret of making good cheese
The secret of making good cheese,
Is to try not to cough and sneeze.
Is to try not to cough and sneeze.
If you hiccup instead,
You should just go ahead
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The secret of making good cheese,
Is to try not to cough and sneeze.
If you hiccup instead,
You should just go ahead
And you'll find making cheese is a breeze.
Let your wildest ideas be your guide
Is to try not to cough and sneeze.
If you hiccup instead,
You should just go ahead
And you'll find making cheese is a breeze.
Let your wildest ideas be your guide
"Let your wildest ideas be your guide,"
on his honeymoon he said to his bride.
She followed his lead
on his honeymoon he said to his bride.
She followed his lead
"Let your wildest ideas be your guide,"
on his honeymoon he said to his bride.
She followed his lead
In both abstract and deed
on his honeymoon he said to his bride.
She followed his lead
In both abstract and deed
"Let your wildest ideas be your guide,"
on his honeymoon he said to his bride.
She followed his lead
In both abstract and deed
and lost count of the things that they tried.
He tripped and fell into the mire
on his honeymoon he said to his bride.
She followed his lead
In both abstract and deed
and lost count of the things that they tried.
He tripped and fell into the mire
He tripped and fell into the mire
While strumming his fine oaken lyre.
It got knocked out of tune.
While strumming his fine oaken lyre.
It got knocked out of tune.
He tripped and fell into the mire
While strumming his fine oaken lyre.
It got knocked out of tune,
Sank in the lagoon
While strumming his fine oaken lyre.
It got knocked out of tune,
Sank in the lagoon
He tripped and fell into the mire
While strumming his fine oaken lyre.
It got knocked out of tune,
Sank in the lagoon
So instead he's now part of the choir.
The cookbook I found at my gran's
While strumming his fine oaken lyre.
It got knocked out of tune,
Sank in the lagoon
So instead he's now part of the choir.
The cookbook I found at my gran's
The cookbook I found at my gran's
Required goose eggs in six pans.
Each pan had six spices
Chopped into thin slices
For making some fancy goose flans.
I served them that night to my guests
Required goose eggs in six pans.
Each pan had six spices
Chopped into thin slices
For making some fancy goose flans.
I served them that night to my guests
I served them that night to my guests.
Would my masterpiece pass their taste tests?
I served them with gleeWould my masterpiece pass their taste tests?
I served them that night to my guests.
Would my masterpiece pass their taste tests?
I served them with glee,
and bowls full of ghee.
Would my masterpiece pass their taste tests?
I served them with glee,
and bowls full of ghee.
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I served them that night to my guests.
Would my masterpiece pass their taste tests?
I served them with glee,
and bowls full ghee.
They responded with refill requests.
Soon I opened a roadside café
Would my masterpiece pass their taste tests?
I served them with glee,
and bowls full ghee.
They responded with refill requests.
Soon I opened a roadside café
Soon I opened a roadside café,
With fresh roadkill I served every day.
The patrons were clueless,
The patrons were clueless,
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