A Butcher's love song
Oh, could I but my love re-veal, and meat your eyes of blue
and liver in the light of them, in a style beef fitting you!
I never sausage a pretty girl when you, my lamb, I spy,
I'm ready now to steak my life with lard enough to fry.
I'm bacon in the heart of love, So sheepish I can't stop,
My heart is yours, so please become my spare-rib or my chop.
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