Road kill shoulder won't you try?
Fear this menu, if you're wise.
Food so mean, robust cafe;
Few brave men, eat at Green Buffet.

Savor wings fresh from the nest,
Sea shore hen, the beach bird with zest.
One hundred wrens will roast today,
Come grease your chin at the Green Buffet.

Brains of calf with cultured glands,
Flamed young wombat from Auckland.
A pure delight both night and day,
Forage freaks come to Green Buffet

Flavored things slam on the fest,
Come put your stamina to test.
From plundered den or nest we slay,
Then drag them back to Green Buffet.

So we roam with knife and baits,
So Green Buffet can serve your plates.
Road kill rides for these requests,
Searching for some carcass pressed.

Our liver flings are just the best,
We have fun preparin' a fest.
From out our pan you'll taste and say,
I survived the Green Buffet.

Lost only three at the Green Buffet!