There once was a guy named Jim,
which planet no one knows he lives in.
He cracks a lot of jokes, at all us good folks,
he knows how to make us all grin.
He pretends Jeff Bridges he doesn't like,
but would defend him to death in a fight.
We love him so much,
our hearts he has touched.
He's a great friend,
from the start to the end.
He says he likes to get drunk,
here's to you, you road kill eating hunk.
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