A/N I was bored one day, and as I listened to The Phantom of the Opera, the idea for this parody popped into my head. Since I have the same voice type as Christine (High soprano, yeah!), I sing this version instead. Enjoy!
The Fatman of the Opera
In sleep he raids the fridge,
in dreams he craves,
All that he wants to eat,
But can't obtain.
But does he wait for lunch,
Or does he binge?
The Fatman of the Opera is there,
Inside the fridge.
Those who have seen his weight,
Draw back in fear,
They wonder what he ate,
Shrimp fried in beer.
But does he wait to feast,
Or does he bite?
The Fatman of the Opera will still,
Eat all in sight.