Word of preface - Maggot Bag is Ozspeak
for meat pie. Sing to the tune of Jingle Bells.
Dashing out the door,
I'm running very late,
Off to Uni I go,
To meet my study fate,
Three hundred miles to go,
It suits me very well,
Before I go I'll have to answer,
What to eat in Hell.
Oh! Maggot Bags! Maggot Bags!
Full of complex oils!
Put on lots of ketchup 'coz,
It's not long 'til they spoil.
Oh! Maggot Bags! Maggot Bags!
They settle your beer belly,
Just the things you need when there's,
Football on the telly!
Serve them on their own,
Or with some salty chips,
Have them with some peas,
The fat goes to your hips,
Eat them while their warm,
And not when they are cold,
They are the most nutritious meal,
Than in your hand you'll hold.
Oh! Maggot Bags! Maggot Bags!
Full of complex oils!
Put on lots of ketchup 'coz,
It's not long 'til they spoil.
Oh! Maggot Bags! Maggot Bags!
They settle your beer belly,
Just the things you need when there's,
Football on the telly!
Cheers from the Land of Oz
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