(Sung to the tune of St. Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast, by Frank Zappa)
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Yes indeed, here we are!
At Saint Kleetus' Pancake Breakfast
Where I stole the mar-juh-reen
An' weedled on the Bingo Cards
in lieu of the latrine
I saw a handsome parish lady
Make her entrance like a queen
Why she was totally chenille
And her old man was a Marine
As she abused a sausage pattie
And said "Why don't you treat me mean?"
(Hurt me, hurt me, hurt me, oooooh)
At Saint Kleetus' Pancake Breakfast
(Wow! Good God! Get off the bus!)
Where I stole the mar-juh-reen
Saint Kleetus
Saint Kleetus
Saint Kleetus
Saint Kleetus
Since Kleetus will be cooking, he's the official saint, for the duration of this event. Join us for pancakes and whatever, at the Little Big Econ State Forest pavilion, on Saturday, November 19th, from 9:00am to 10:00am. Feel free to bring some vittles which would complement pancakes. Eggs? Bacon? Milk?