A question about the Muffin Man...

[Deja Q]

Does he know the Sausage Woman?

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[EstimatedProphet]

1. cue melodramatic piano intro

The Muffin Man is seated at the table in the laboratory of the Utility
Muffin Research Kitchen,

Reaching for an oversize chrome spoon,
he gathers and intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants.

Brushing his scapular aside, proceeds to dump these inside
of his shirt.

He turns to us and speaks:

"Some people like cupcakes better, I for one
care less for them."

Arrogently twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully-charged icing
annointment utencil, he poots forth a quarter ounce green rosette near
the summit of a dense but radiant muffin of his own design.

Later he says, "Some people like cupcakes exclusively while myself I
say there is not, nor art there be nothing so exhalted on the face of
god's great earth, as that prince of foods, the muffin."

<Guitar, bass, drums, etc.>

Girl, you thought he was a man
But he was a muffin.
He hung around till you found
That he didn't know nuthin'.
Girl you thought he was a man
But he only was a-puffin'
No cries is heard in the night
As a result of him stuffin'

[madinmaryland]

2. I think he lives with her on Drury Lane!

[Deja Q]

3. I thought he only visited her at the intersection of Drury Lane and Gonorrhea Way

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