Battle Hymn of the Burrito

One day my little brother killed the house and then the school.
He burned two burritos. Then he tried to kill my cool.
He burned those tasty pastries, but forgot one fatal rule:
He left the oven on!

Glory, glory charred burrito!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory charred burrito!
He left the oven on!

I woke up in the morning to the smoke and to the flames.
I thought it was the puppy, but it’s not his turn for blame.
It was my little brother who burned the house that day:
He left the oven on!!!

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I smelled like burnt burrito for all of school that day.
When I get home, that little boy will have a lot to pay.
He ruined my favorite shirt and he ruined my favorite way.
He left the oven on!!

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