Look at that flesh
Pink and plump
Hello, little girl
Tender and fresh
Not one lump
Hello, little girl
This one's especially lush
Delicious
Hello, little girl
What's your rush
You're missing all the flowers
The sun won't set for hours
Take your time

Mother said: straight ahead
Not to delay or be misled
But slow, little girl
Hark and hush
The birds are singing sweetly
You'll miss the birds completely
You're traveling so fleetly

Grandmother first
Then Miss Plump
What a delectable couple
Utter perfection
One brittle, one supple
One moment, my dear
Mother said: come what may
Follow the path
And never stray

Just so, little girl
Any path
So many worth exploring
Just one would be so boring
And look what you're ignoring
Think of those crisp
Aging bones
Then something fresh on the palate
Think of that scrumptious carnality
Twice in one day
There's no possible way
To describe what you feel
When you're talking to your meal

Mother said
Not to stray
Still I suppose
A small delay
Granny might like
A fresh bouquet
Goodbye, Mr. Wolf
Goodbye, little girl
And hello