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Lovely to Meat You
They say what doesn’t kill you,
Only makes you stronger.
Well if that really is the case,
I’ll let you cook for longer.
You said your name was Patrick,
But you look more like a stew to me.
Although so would a Frank or Virginia
When cooked to the nth degree.
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