The food we eat can thrill,
better enjoy quick,
it might turn around and kill.
Popeye loved his spinach salad,
today it might lay us out
on a funeral pallet.
So much for the taco bell,
from it I'm going to chill.
Christmas bells,
Christmas bells,
forget the Taco ills.

If you ask me it's terrorism,
got nothing to do with errorism.
Didn't really start,
until terrorism came a part.
A very good way,
too mess up the American day.
Attack the food we eat,
kill us or have us
sitting on the seat.

Eat, drink and be merry,
then get ready for
the six person carry.
People won't give up
on their chow,
they'll even eat
the mad cow,
find some good
food somehow.

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