Tenderloins
Phil Mills, November 2009
TTTO: Silhouettes
      by Frank C. Slay Jr. and Bob Crewe

Took a walk up to your house late last night,
Saw the straw was loose, defence only slight.
From within, the dim light showed the tenderloins of my prey.
Oh what a lovely dinner they'd make!

Drew a breath so deep I felt I might burst,
Blew away the place you dwelt, then I cursed:
On the lam, had gone the ham and tenderloins of my prey.
I couldn't hide the tears in my eyes.

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah...
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah...

Ran toward the house of wood and I roared,
"Let me in or else I'll blow down your door,"
When two piggies representing tenderloins of my prey
Fled from the sticks and ran for the bricks.

Blowing down brick houses ends in defeat;
Need a smarter plan to bring home this meat,
Using rooftop access to the tenderloins of my prey.
Dining for days on tenderloins of my prey.

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah...
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah...