Butterball Bird
Butterball Bird
O Butterball Bird, please stop resisting
and get into the sink, for a seasoned bath
Then jump into the roasting pan, so you can bake,
in the hot oven and have a shower of broth.
Believe me, I know how you feel;
rejoining the clan isn't possible in this life-
You're here in answer to our prayer
Oh, Butterball Bird, this is where you're supposed to be.
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