Thou shouldst be applauded,
your service to mankind
A million medals we should pin upon your pink and tender skin,
Poets set to write your praises, stirring speeches,
Honour heaped upon your name, induction to the Hall of Fame
come what weather, you bring families close
Flirting, laughing, swapping views, around our backyard barbecues,
Your plump and browning form revolving,
sets us free of care, dissolving
All our worries, spirits lifting, onion scented incense drifting .
Non-believers may with scorn,
replace you with a yuppy
Philistines! Your faithful fans throw only snaggers in their pans ,
With sincerity and utmost pleasure, we declare you as our 'National
A priceless icon in our eyes, "Arise,
Sir Sausage! Sir! Arise! "