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Veal Life Blues (Mark Graham) Come all you gourmet diners who use the fork and knife To eat your tasty portions far from sorrow, pain and strife, Life to you may seem so pleasant as you stroll from meal to meal But it surely is no bargain when you're born a hapless veal. My troubles started early, I was at a tender age They took me from my mother and my favorite beverage The was naught to drink but goat's milk, a cruel and foul brew There'd be no grass, no corn for me, no cud for me to chew. The time it passed most heedlessly, for no daylight could I see I knew neither joy nor sorrow, just boredom and ennui. While my friends were outside playing all out in the grass and dirt I was confined all by myself and forced to lie inert. And then that awful hour came and I was forced to stand And meet my awful destiny all at the butcher's hand. And when the job was finished and my life was past and gone I was a mere ingredient in some lousy parmiagan'. So now you've heard my story and pray heed my advice Shun those extra portions, get you some exercise For if you're fat and tender, with a good taste through and through Upon somebody's menu, there's always room for you. Copyright Mark Graham 1985 RG apr96
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