Oh hiya Frances, how are you?

I lift my pint, "My blessing's friend",

I think I like this drinking lark,

as long as my glass, has no end.........

Chuckles.... 

When it comes to waffles, I am a great fan

I am a real live waffle eating man

If you are the syrup

So sweet and yummy

I'll be the butter that sings in your tummy

I'll get to the waffle house before it is dark

and find some new rhymes while I cut through the park

So bring on those waffles, I'm starting to drool

I'll bring my band, who promised to be cool

Maybe when the dishes are done, we'll bring out our horns and have us some fun

You and Sid can sit  and relax with your beers

While I sing you a song that's a treat to your ears

If you can't figure out what I'm yakking at you

I'll cook up some waffles, red, hot and blue