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'' Warning, the dangerous activity specified in this song, is not endorsed by Poetry Soup or this poet. Read at your own risk, and it is not advised to emulate such activity either at home or with your team" ~~ The Poet ~~

On top of pavlova,  - all covered with cream,
I took it to practice,  - to share with my team.

For eating’s a pleasure,  - getting fat is all grief.
Then all my poor team was,  - too fat for belief.

The coach wasn’t happy,  - he was so mad.
We don’t win games now, - the team was all sad.

It was time to take action,  - a diet we need.
Now all the team wants is,  - a yummy good feed.

It was time for Mac Donald's,  - we went to the store.
Now all we could think of,  - was eating some more.

The coach gave us a diet,  - that made us all thin.
Its hard to believe that,   - No fries helped us win.

Our team is now famous,  - we made our way back.
All thanks to McDonalds  - and their yummy big Mac.

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