Mates Rate
There’s a man that comes from Margate
Who has a massive passion for cake
He grew very large
Bigger than a barge
Now as a boat he charges full freight.
If you’re a friend, you can go mates rate
But only if you come with some cake
A sponge cake will do
A gateaux or two
And to Timbuktu he’ll contemplate.
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