Some Little Bug

In these days of indigestion, It oft times comes a question,
As what to eat and what to leave alone.
For each microbe and bacillus, all have a different way to kill us,
And in time they always claim us for their own
Now there are germs of every kind, in any food that you can find,
Either in the market or on the bill of fare.
Why, drinking water’s just as risky, as that so- called deadly whiskey
And it’s oft times a bad mistake to breath the air.

Some little bug is gonna find you someday,
Some little bug will creep behind you someday
And then he’s gonna send for all of his bug friends,
And then your earthly troubles end
That little bug is gonna find you someday.

Now, take a slice of nice fried onion,
and then you’re fit for Dr. Munion, 
Apple dumplins is gonna kill you faster then a train
Now chew a cheesey midnight rarebit,
and then a grave you’ll soon inhabit, 
Ah, to eat at all is such a foolish game.
Now, eating huckleberry pie, well it’s a pleasing way to die, 
While sauerkraut brings on softening of the brain
And when you eat those banana fritters, every undertaker titters And the casket makers, man, they nearly go insane.

Some little bug is gonna find you someday,
Yeah, the little bug will creep behind you someday
And then with a nervous little quiver,
He’ll give you sirosis of the liver
Old bug is gonna find you someday.

Now, when cold storage vaults I visit,
I can only say what is it
That make poor mortals fill their systems with such stuff
Now for breakfast prunes are dandy,
if a stomach pump is handy
And a Doctor can be found quite soon enough,
Now eat a plate of fine pigs knuckles,
And then the headstone cutter chuckles,
And also makes a note upon his cuff.
And fried liver’s nice but mind ya,
Friends will soon ride slow behind ya
While your relatives start scappin bout your stuff.

Some little bug is gonna find you someday,
The little bug will creep behind you someday
Now you eat some of that sauce they call a chilli,
And on your breast they’ll place that lilly
Some little bug is gonna find you someday.

Now, if you’ll pardon me,
I’m on my way to the farmers market.