Once there was a sausage, oh so lonely,
His name was Tony, the delightful Polony.
With a round shape and a jolly face,
He brought laughter to every place.

Tony was made of meat, no doubt,
But his dreams were big, no room for pout.
He wanted to be more than just a snack,
So he set off on a hilarious track.

He joined a circus with acrobatic buns,
And danced with hotdogs under the sun.
Tony amazed the crowd with sausage tricks,
Twirling and spinning with saucy flicks.

But his...