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And he was quite the fattie.
He ate and he ate all the butterflies in Heaven.
His shirt size grew above an eleven.
His patty and cheese grew quite strained,
The forces within making him very pained.
So he grew and he grew,
And with a sniff, he said, “AH-CHOOOO!”
All the pressure inside was released that that rainy, cloudy May day,
And came out of him every known holiday.
The April Fool, and the Easter Bunny too,
Leprechauns, and soldiers, who have protected me and you.
So when you’re celebrating a holiday, just remember St. Patty,
Who was blown up, making us all quite happy.
And when you’re giving up something for lent, give up visiting Ohio,
Or you won’t live to see the the anniversary of St. Pattie’s life on Cinco De Mayo
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