I checked out a book
For this new baby of mine
I've already wrapped it in twine
I’m going to keep it
And just pay the fine
Ten bucks a day
Five bucks a jab
With prices this low
You didn't stand a chance
I'd lick your complaints
But he just crawled out of you
Candied with lime
And he’s ugly like both of us
He tastes like molasses
So I’ll call him, Gingerfuss.