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Here’s a tale about Kermit the frog
When blind drunk he slipped off a wet log
Miss Piggy was forlorn
Her dear ‘Kermie’ was ‘gorn’
Now he’s buried deep in a peat bog

The Swedish chef landed up in jail
In bad trouble no one would pay bail
He’d got a big knife
And butchered his wife
No parole until he's old and frail!

Cookie monster was in a foul mood
She’d found something so bad on her food
A black and white turd
Produced by big bird
When she saw him she said something lewd!

Cookie Monster was curt and concise
She don’t give folks impartial advice
My word she’s a bore
Her word is the law
I don’t think she is really that nice