Best-Fed Fools

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[Verse 1] We came to the river with one sensible plan: A quick little supper, then home if we can. The menu arrived and our good sense took flight; We ordered three starters and called it “a bite.” [Chorus] Down by the river’s edge in Pandy, Where the plates come piled up grandly, Pass the roasties, mind the gravy, Save a little room—well, maybe! Raise a glass and sing it handy: Best-fed fools beside the river in Pandy! [Verse 2] The chips were so crisp they could win their own race, The pudding arrived with a proud little face. I said, “I’m too full,” then the crumble came near— My spoon did a backflip; the bowl disappeared. [Chorus] Down by the river’s edge in Pandy, Where the plates come piled up grandly, Pass the roasties, mind the gravy, Save a little room—well, maybe! Raise a glass and sing it handy: Best-fed fools beside the river in Pandy! [Bridge] The river rolls by like it’s heard this before, While somebody asks, “Could we order one more?” The whole room is laughing, the evening feels right— We’ll leave after coffee. Or breakfast. Goodnight! [Final Chorus] Down by the river’s edge in Pandy, Where the plates come piled up grandly, Pass the roasties, mind the gravy, We’re too full to move—still happy! Raise a glass and sing it handy: Best-fed fools beside the river in Pandy! [Outro] We came for a bite… and we’re staying for pudding!