There was a man
Whose name was Karl
All dirty beard and smoking socks,
He scratched his stinky balls
He had a farm
With nothing more but poultry
He bred his hens with love
Eggs of Karl, a famous brand
They fit
Every meal
Either lord or burgher
Eggs of Karl, a famous brand
There was a witch
Whose name's a mess
All dirty hands and smoking warts,
She scratched her stinky toads
She had a farm
With nothing more but poultry
Infesting it with toads and love
Eggs of Karl, a famous brand
Hatch, hatch,
Incubate, incubate
Cockerel eggs for the next shipment
Hatched, hatched
From famous eggs
Basilisks rip some fucking throats
All lords and burghers in the morning
Have for breakfast
Brand new Eggs of Karl
All town's a mess,
All panic through the streets
Greet Farmer's Famous Eggs