The buns are cross, the buns are hot,
The buns are raging mad.
Do they like you? They do not!
They’re big, they’re bold, they’re bad.
Maybe you have seen them,
And you’re feeling rather curious.
Perhaps you’d like to try one,
But beware: those buns are furious!
Don’t you dare approach them
With a butter-burnished knife.
They’ll make you quake and quiver-shake
And tremble for your life.
The buns are cross, the buns are hot,
They’ll bite you just for fun.
So if you see them on your plate
Don’t hesitate – just RUN!