There was a man Whose name was Karl All dirty beard and smoking socks, He scratched his stinky balls
He had a farm With nothing more but poultry He bred his hens with love "Eggs of Karl", a famous brand
They fit Every meal Either lord or burgher "Eggs of Karl", a famous brand
There was a witch Whose name's a mess All dirty hands and smoking warts, She scratched her stinky toads
She had a farm With nothing more but poultry Infesting it with toads and love "Eggs of Karl", a famous brand
Hatch, hatch, Incubate, incubate Cockerel eggs for the next shipment
Hatched, hatched From famous eggs Basilisks rip some fucking throats
All lords and burghers in the morning Have for breakfast Brand new "Eggs of Karl"
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