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"Look!" gobbled the turkey's, "what tragedy's here!"
     Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
"For this did they tempt me with fattening food,
For this did I bring up my beautiful brood,
I always thought farmers uncommonly rude!:
     Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!

The goose spirit trembled, then hissingly said
     Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
"Most men care for nothing except to be fed!"
     Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
"What horror is this, filled with onions and sage
To be served on a platter at my tender age!
'Tis enough any well-disposed fowl to enrage!"
     Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!

The phantom pig grunted, "Do please look at that!"
     Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
"Oh! why did I grow up so rosy and fat!"
     Sing hey! Sing ho! heigho!
"They put in my mouth a sweet, juicy corncob
Just when of sensations my palate they rob,
Do you wonder such sights make a spirit-pig sob!"
     Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!

Confering, the spirits resolved on a plan
     Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!