Pleasures of the flesh on a pigsummer night
The past is foggy but the present is bright
Sleek ones and fat ones hush don’t you cry
Lovely rooters squeal when the Caller is nigh

Pleasures of the flesh on a pigsummer night
The past is foggy but the present is bright
Sleek ones and fat ones hush don’t you cry
Lovely rooters squeal when the Caller is nigh
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