Its Nightcore!: King Crunchy Munchy theme

Crunchy munchy delightful divine. I just love eating all of the time.
A plate is great if it's filled to the brim. Pizza with fries spilling over the rim.
Whatever it is if it's eaten it's bliss if it's put on the table I'll grin.
For burgers or beef I'll *unintelligible* my teeth and pick up my fork and tuck in.
Or pastrami with ham a glutton I am. I'll eat it *unintelligible*. If you leave in the fridge, just the tiniest smidge of food I'll wolf it away.
I love my food, all of my food.
Since I've started to eat, each day's been a treat. First two meals now three and now four. Even after the crumbles my tummy still rumbles and I'll have just a little bit more.
I was told for a dare that the larder was bare. No food in the house to be found! But my ravenous look frightened the cook as I chased her around and around.
I love my food, all of my food.
*unintelligible*
and the *unintelligible* you see is so tiny on me yet it's made from seventeen sheets.
The horse that I owned just grumbled and moaned. He can smell all the meal *unintelligible*.
Because of my weight we fitted a plate, some scaffolding under his chest!
I love my food, all of my food.
Chicken in a basket.
Fries with barbecue, relish anything will do as long as it's hot and fattening.
Hamburgers, salami.
Turkey on thanksgiving I don't mind.
Sweetcorn lard again (what?).
Just pile it all on!
Isn't there any more?