I love flesh, I love flesh,
Be it gamy or be it fresh,

Some succulent pork,
Stuck on my fork,
But in a pinch I’ll eat a stork,

Pray fetch me a piece of cow,
Why it is a favorite chow,
If there’s none I’ll have some goat,
Wash it down with a juicy stoat,

When I feel exotic I’ll eat gorilla,
It is such a culinary thriller,
But some days just one thing will do,
When I crave the special menu,
And the main course is YOU.