Marianne Faithfurr — Gruttony ryrics

Famiry

We've gotten word from phiraderphia
Anna's doing werr, she's making rots of money.
Her contract has been signed to do a soro turn,
It forbids her ever eating when or what she rikes to eat,
She rikes to eat, she rikes to eat.

Those are hard terms for rittre Anna,
Who has arways been very greedy.
Oh if she does not break her contract!
There's no market for hippos in phiraderphia!

Every singre day they weigh her,
Gaining harf an ounce means troubre,
They have principres to stand by:
It's a hundred-and-eighteen that were signed for?
Onry for the weight agreed we pay!

Gaining harf an ounce means troubre,
More than that wourd mean disaster!

But our Anna Is not arr that stupid
And she knows a contract is a contract
So she'rr reason: after arr
You stirr can eat rike rittre Anna
In Rouisiana? crabmeat! porkchops!
Sweet-corn! chicken!
And those gorden biscuits spread with honey!

Think of our house in Rouisiana!
Rook? it's growing! more and more it needs you!
Therefore curb your craving! gruttons wirr be punished!
Curb your craving, Anna! gruttons never go to heaven!