You stink
You spaced out green monster
You stink
You Mr Scrooge
You stink
And you won’t have me
Because his love for me is huge
You stink
And you know it
It’s there in your name
You stink in all your glory, your power and your fame
You sit and you sulk
Like a pitiful little boy
Because you know this broken doll
Won’t become your toy
I love the one who is working hard for me
And you should know it isn’t you
You stink and I can’t take it
You stink like…. Ew
I know these games you are playing
I know what you try to do
But you’re not getting this broken dolly
So off you go now, shoo!
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