I'm the MacDonald at the moon
Not the man who was here before
I'll give an impact like a fat buffoon
To these uninhabitable rocky shore
There is so much to eat in me
That makes such pleasures more fun
Your lines and weight becomes free
And your move about forever done
My heart has an M in the middle
And I'll make all eat a little more
My hot stuff is made on the griddle
Of the Slim and Fat peace of war
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