I made a stew, I made a stew
Of Wombats, goblins, and rutabaga, too.
Once I stirred the onions with a spatula and then
Guaranteed that a new 'catter wouldn't eat stew again!
The devil's food, the devil's food, the goblins cried out,
But no one found the chocolate stout.
Those Canadian boys have all the beer,
It went into a brothel, with good cheer.

Hmmm, maybe I'd better stop now. :)

Teresa