Yeah, But Sausages

Yeah, but sausages
Yeah, but bacon
A life without cheese, he said
Is very much mistaken

Yeah, but fowl
Yeah, but beast
I need to feast on the grease
Of the recently deceased

Yeah, but blood
Yeah, but bones
A meal ain’t for real
Without its grunts and its groans

Yeah, but murder
Yeah, but torture
Make it well done between the bun
Of your lunch order

Yeah, but sausages
Yeah, but bacon
The blind eye that’s in the pie
Of which you have partaken