the only b-b-b-bug that I abhor.
the m-m-m-moon shines over the campsite,
I will scratch my b-b-b-bites until they're sore.
a la-la king-en,
so g-g-g-good I want some more.
the b-b-b-banquet is all over,
be waiting at the b-b-b-bathroom door.
the only f-f-f-fruit that I detest.
I sp-sp-sp-spoon you from the rind,
the j-j-j-juice squirts right out on my vest.
the very f-f-f-food that I adore.
I've f-f-f-finished with my salad,
come through the k-k-k-kitchen door.