Fanglets on Ice
In all the world there's naught so nice
As fresh-picked fanglets served on ice!
A bed of lettuce, minced just so,
Upon which lovely fanglets go.
You might like them with plum tomatoes (others favor spice).
Can't recommend yellow dwarf of potato with a dish of wild rice.
Howsoever you prefer them, no matter what the price,
In all the world there's naught so fine as fresh fanglets on ice!
As fresh-picked fanglets served on ice!
A bed of lettuce, minced just so,
Upon which lovely fanglets go.
You might like them with plum tomatoes (others favor spice).
Can't recommend yellow dwarf of potato with a dish of wild rice.
Howsoever you prefer them, no matter what the price,
In all the world there's naught so fine as fresh fanglets on ice!
Labels: Song Stylings of Stephen Foster, Writings
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on Monday, November 1, 2004 at 7:10 PM.
