O, shall we sing of Piney Flats,
The town beloved of world-class wits?
Will all please stand? Remove your hats
And raise a glass of slivovitz:

O tiny town of Piney Flats,
We pledge our loyalty:
We hide our zits with fuzzy hats
As now we drink to Thee!

We love Thy precious Slivovitz,
We hear Thy whiny Cats;
We love the Fruits of Thy fair Pits,
We fear Thy Spiny Bats!

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