weeeeeeeeeell the poopsmith he could talk (hello)
and marzipan would rock
and the stick would be this big ol` tree that would try to eat everyone but the cheat and me (and me)
we`ll see
and the king of town would be under ground in a box filled up with peas (i hate peas)
i know
and bubs would sell flamethrowers that shot chololate hundred dollar bills (imatation chololate)
and my stupied baby brother, would have been born with horns and a tail (i`m evil)
and coach z would would wear the school jacket (check it out yo)
and homestar just couldn`t hack it (i quit)
and pom-pom wouldn`t change at all, but he would look like an ABA basketball
and this little weirdo, would be a modestly hot girl, to help me through the hard times
you know the kind that are kinda sorta hot so they don`t mess around with other guys
(i`m forever your girl)
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