Hearken well my hungry kin,
for I have entomological tales to spin
of whilst I did sup with honored friends,
one be Donnie, one be Tim.
We found a beast both vile and foul,
at yonder place called Golden Corral!
Whilst we did dine on drink and bread,
Tim had thought to turn his head,
There he saw, much to surprise,
six long legs and two small eyes.
"Donnie friend! Do move thy skull,
and yonder ROACH seeks to crawl!"
Forsaking drink, forgetting plate,
from Golden Corral we did vacate!
So be warned friends, that should ye retreat
in hopes of something good to eat,
that not all may be what it seems,
that there lurk creepy crawly things!
And if after bite, thy pulse should quicken,
remember,.. not everything crunchy there is chicken.
I think this was from 1995 or thereabouts. I forget the author.
for I have entomological tales to spin
of whilst I did sup with honored friends,
one be Donnie, one be Tim.
We found a beast both vile and foul,
at yonder place called Golden Corral!
Whilst we did dine on drink and bread,
Tim had thought to turn his head,
There he saw, much to surprise,
six long legs and two small eyes.
"Donnie friend! Do move thy skull,
and yonder ROACH seeks to crawl!"
Forsaking drink, forgetting plate,
from Golden Corral we did vacate!
So be warned friends, that should ye retreat
in hopes of something good to eat,
that not all may be what it seems,
that there lurk creepy crawly things!
And if after bite, thy pulse should quicken,
remember,.. not everything crunchy there is chicken.
I think this was from 1995 or thereabouts. I forget the author.