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If Little Debbie was real, I'd never be sad. Her very presence could rid this world of all things bad. Her perfect cakes drive away responsibility By forcing me to focus on my bowel irritability. If Little Debbie was real, I'd never feel lonely. I think her stuff makes any place more homely. With every bite I take, I gain a pound But that's alright because no one's around To see me for the lonely fat girl that I am Who often mixes cucumbers with bananas and jam Surely it's not just me who awakes and thinks "Forget the eagle! Little Debbie is our national link." For I believe there is nothing more patriotic Than relying on something that's abiotic.
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC
An Ode to Little Debbie
If Little Debbie was real, I'd never be sad. Her very presence could rid this world of all things bad. Her perfect cakes drive away responsibility By forcing me to focus on my bowel irritability. If Little Debbie was real, I'd never feel lonely. I think her stuff makes any place more homely. With every bite I take, I gain a pound But that's alright because no one's around To see me for the lonely fat girl that I am Who often mixes cucumbers with bananas and jam Surely it's not just me who awakes and thinks "Forget the eagle! Little Debbie is our national link." For I believe there is nothing more patriotic Than relying on something that's abiotic.
rnadison
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC
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