Eat that up my darling
You know it's good for you.
Eat that up my darling
(You silly old fool)
Come on just another bite
It really does taste good,
You like my cooking don't you?
Yes I knew you would.
That's a lovely pocket watch
And you mother's hat pin, wow,
I've never seen something as beautiful,
How much would that fetch now?
Oh you feel a bit faint?
Darling, you look a bit pale,
How about some fresh air
In here it's stuffy and stale.
Oh no! You've keeled over!
My, my! What a shame!
And with that darned old arsenic
They'll never know who to blame.
Oh well, I best be going
Before the coppers arrive
And I'll take your treasures with me
Have a happy afterlife.
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