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[[User:AugustO|AugustO]] 18:39, 30 March 2012 (EDT)
[[User:AugustO|AugustO]] 18:39, 30 March 2012 (EDT)
== a poem for Karafat ==
Slobber, slobber, slobber,
Jesus ain’t it fun,
To stuff your mouth with food all day
And be a big fat bum.
It’s so much fun to eat all day,
To eat and eat and eat.
How thrilled Brian is when he looks down
And he can’t see his feet.
See, he doesn’t care, I doesn’t care--
Who gives a damn right now.
He doesn’t want health. He doesn’t want looks--
He justs want lots more chow.
So youse can do your exercise--
That ain’t stuff for him
he’ll just sit at home all day
And eat and watch CP.
Go jog you fools, you skinny things,
Go out and jog and run.
‘Cause he’ll be eating food all day,
To Brian that’s lots more fun.
And have your sex you skinny twigs,
He ain’t gonna brood.
While you’re scuzzing up the sheets
He’ll be eating food.
I think I’ve said enough by now.
Goodbye you skinny dude.
Chomp, chomp, chomp; chew, chew, chew;
Brian’s in love with food!