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God Bless The Little Ones
by Tilly

God bless the little ones
They truly taste the best.
Fry them in some cod oil
And let the Lord do all the rest.
Take them from their mother's womb
And baptise them in vinegar,
Wipe away their baby tears,
And stick them in a blender.
Baby fingers are such a delight,
Their toes make good jelly,
Their eyes will be sure to please a crowd,
Their nose will be sure to fill your anxious guests bellies.
Babies, babies, babies galore!
Taste them while they're hot out of the ove'.
Babies, Babies, Babies, and more!
Make them with luv'
And eat them for breakfast with hasbrowns.