Why not?—You find us tasty.

Jack:

Don’t eat me—think what that would mean,

Oh, please don’t be so hasty.

Fourth:

Don’t listen to his tale of woe—our friends all gobbled loudly.

His father just chopped off their heads and ate them up so proudly.

Fifth:

Oh, let him go. I can’t be cruel. Yes, let him go. Don’t cry.

Second: