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There's nothing like toast after a long day of raping and pillaging.

(To the tune of Blow the Man Down)

Come all ye young fellows that watches TV:
Put down the remote now and listen to me.

I'm a sad old landlubber, I'll do ye no wrong;
You give me some rye toast, I'll sing ye a song.

What's it that you're putting on top of my bread?
It looks like it would be the shape of a head!

Make sure with my toast ye don't cook it too hard -
I prefer that it not be too crunchy or charred.

My matey, you're starting to give me concern.
I really do think that my toast ye may burn!

But a skull on my bread, is that what I spy?
And tis not burned at all; not e'en a bit dry!

Now out of my way; clean up all the clutter;
Hand me the I Can't Believe It's Not Butter.

What are ye saying - I'd sing you a song?
Arr! Back in the kitchen - tis where ye belong.