Bacon with eggs and chips,
Easel the weasel is licking his lips.
Chocolate, lollipops, sweets and cookies,
Easel is having all the goodies!
He is munching, he is crunching...
Cole: Hush, little weasel! Someone is coming!
Human: What’s that munching?
What’s that crunching?
In my cellar someone’s lunching!
Cole: Run little weasel! Quick! Run through the hole!
Easel: I’m so fat! I’m so big! I can’t, Cole!