Re: Jeff is contagious!

Eek! Somehow, this filk got sent to the list before I was finished typing the lyrics! I don't know how it happened, or whether this particular silliness is worth repeating, but here's the complete version...    

> WOK OF CAMBREADTH
> lyrics by Andrew Ross
> ttto: March of Cambreadth (Heather Alexander)
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> If you're hungry, wanting chow
> Don't come to our restaurant now!
> All our cooks have gone insane!
> They're in the kitchen raising cain!
> Practicing unearthly tricks
> With hot oil and tempurah mix!
> Tremble when you hear their cry,
> HOW MANY THINGS CAN WE MAKE FRY?
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> Cleavers flash, kettles ring!
> The cooks are frying *everything!*
> Fried salami, fried roast beef!
> Deep fried battered lettuce leaf!
> Deep fried peaches, pits and all!
> Higher in cholesterol!
> Chocolate pudding, key lime pie!
> HOW MANY THINGS CAN WE MAKE FRY?
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> Don't try to stop them, don't you dare!
> They'll chop off and cook your hair!
> Crispy peanut butter logs!
> Fry the cats and wok the dogs!
> Mother harp seal and her pup!
> Battered husbands coming right up!
  Fries martini, extra dry!
  HOW MANY THINGS CAN WE MAKE FRY? Coffee grounds and soup bones too!
They'll cook *themselves* before they're through! Throw some aspirin in the pot!
Add your earrings--hey, why not?
Kitty litter! Cardboard box!
Sugar tongs and three old socks!
The kitchen sink is worth a try!
HOW MANY THINGS CAN WE MAKE FRY? Better beat a fast retreat
When they shout, "It's time to eat!"
Cringe in fear at what they've made!
If you touch it, get first aid!
Feed it to your enemies
Though they get down on their knees!
Chop them up after they die!
HOW MANY THINGS CAN WE MAKE FRY? Andrew Ross Received on 09/30/97