Our gathra, who cradgies in the manyak-norch,
We turry kerrath about your moniker.
Let's turry to the norch where your jeel cradgies,
And let your jeel shans get greydied nosher
Same as it is where you cradgie.
Bug us eynik to lush this thullis,
And turri us you're nijesh sharrig
For the gammy eyniks we greydied
Just like we ain't sharrig at the gammi needies
That greydi the same to us.
Nijesh let us soonie eyniks
That'll make us greydi gammy eyniks,
But solk us away from the taddy.