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They called her triple scoop at school cuz she was kind of plump 
she was made of ice cream, so all day long she ran and ran and ran   
Sliding in and out of freezers  just to gather herself up in a clump 
They called her "Dairy Queen Of Junior High" she never got a tan

Flavored in three Neapolitan colors she came, now that is insane ! 
She dolloped to walloped turning away from the sun, run Queenie run
Oh how sweet but how melty she dripped each time it began to rain
The only thought through her head was, " I might as well be a nun !" 

Then one day she met Mr. Freezer, who lived in an Igloo by the Artic 
come live with me & we will make snowballs all day and play ...
It was best to live in the cold, for that was her honest prognostic ! 
together they thrived and felt good in that place called, " Snowsway"

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