Pardon me, that was so rude,It was not me, it was my food.But then again it could be said,It's the little person in my head.Who sits up there all day long,Burping out a silly song.So pardon me, it's about to worsen,Please pipe down you little person.
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Pardon me, that was so rude,It was not me, it was my food.But then again it could be said,It's the little person in my head.Who sits up there all day long,Burping out a silly song.So pardon me, it's about to worsen,Please pipe down you little person.