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