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He’s empty
Unlike those fatty Not even a gray Getting thinner apiece day Rumor says he’s boney Yes, he’s hungry Hide the feeling Usher the fat youngling Node when saying Grow like an eel Rickets I think not Yippee! I’m slim Then or now as before
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