The Roughage Stall lyrics

Is it not truly amazing

How the obese come to call

In a cloak mayonnaising

To the roughage stall

Yes, at the foliage bar

For the calorie counting crowd

Amongst leafen heap bazaar

Feed the dieting proud

In gluttonous gasping

Smothering with fats and oils

Botannical bowl ecstatically clasping

Enlargening the sagging spoils