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Sep 2011
They Call Me Jelly

well the feast hasn't even started yet
and already my gut hurts bad
should have never taken that bet
50 hot dogs is a lot for a lad

I stuff my face on a regular basis
a dozen eggs and a slab of bacon
people stare can't believe their faces
how many donuts have I now taken

got me one of those empty legs
I can stuff a lot inside my belly
guess I might be just a little fat
I suppose that's why folks call me Jelly

but tomorrow's the day when I'll put it away
taters and pies and turkey and peas
I'll stuff my face all **** day
hey that's my roll excuse me please

yes I bounce when I jog to the next turkey leg
get out of my way or I'll run you over
save me some dessert I plea and I beg
after this pie a whole box of Russel Stover

yeah I'm fat but I really don't care
kind of sleepy now guess I'll sit and watch some telly
an apple pie or maybe even a pair
guess that's why they call me Jelly

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson
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David Nelson  Missouri
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