Little Sacc was a happy little dude who liked to eat sugar and liked to make beer,
He was always polite and never rude, he liked to smile and he would never sneer.
But the story of Little Sacc isn’t so happy it’s true, his plight is somewhat tragic let me make that clear.
In all the happiness of making a drink, His real future just went down the sink.
But is his destiny so different from our very own?
Should we really smile on this fella whose death we condone?
Dying in his own excrement is no heroic fate,
But who are we to judge? Let me explain, just wait;
