The fat girl on a bench
Eats my loaves of bread
Silly act of a random circumstance
In love with herself and nonchalant
In fact she does not mind
Like a child in a Disneyland
Rides on a carousel
While dripping cola in hands
Her maddening is large
Captures an intensity of the crowd
She rides a repeat of trivial loops
Her balderdash is a trash
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