here comes my poem:
little iggy we'll fry his ass,
in the fierce grill warmed with gas
we'll eat him, nothing to do bout it man,
we'll enjoy im with mustard and spam
after dinner we all have a wank
and after that its time for a good ol spank
little iggy we'll fry his ass,
in the fierce grill warmed with gas
we'll eat him, nothing to do bout it man,
we'll enjoy im with mustard and spam
after dinner we all have a wank
and after that its time for a good ol spank