In my kingdom of cold cuts
I want for nothing
Capicola and prosciutto
At the tips of my stained fingers
In my kingdom of cold cuts
These Nitrates are my birthright
Subjects pay their tribute
With copious amounts of fleisch
In my kingdom of layered meats
I am perched upon my throne
Adorned in sodium
A Vegan’s nightmare to behold
In my kingdom of cold cuts
These Nitrate are my birthright
Subjects pay their tribute
With copious amounts of fleisch
In my kingdom of cold cuts
Lies bounties of meat
As far as the eye can see
These cold cuts are mine