Hullo there, Miss Bianca
Can i hand you some Binaca?
Your breath smells like rotten meat
I know ya like ta nicker feet.

Say Miss Bianca,
There's some toejam in your teeth!
Maybe you should stop lick-ing
Between them people's toes!!

Miss Bianca, no matter what,
I'll love ya till the end!
The way you rip me limb from limb,
Makes me feel so tatery!!

Bianca i will tell ya now,
That stench from out your rump,
Smells so bad, stinks so rad,
I just wanna... throw a tater at that big ol' thang!!

<----====Cap'n Tater (I lo.... I mean, you stink Bianca!)====---->

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Lupar, in the year 246 AF.