Good day, young lady
Good day, Mr. Wolf.

Mm
Uh

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
Mm

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