Crabby Patties & Squidward
There was once a boy that lived on his own,
no mother, no father alone he has grown,
he kept to himself at school everyday,
did he have any friends or a girlfriend you say,
he never had friends not before, not today,
his life was so boring, so dull, and so fray,
he hid from the bullies the best that he could,
but they would always find him, find him they would,
oh how harshly and bad would they beat him at times,
too harsh to describe in these catchy new rhymes.
He always ran home and cried in his bed,
before going to sleep he would wish he was ...