They sat and laughed
As Oprah yelled
I wanna be fat
Maybe she meant
I wanna be phat
Of course, it’s what’s cool
Not anymore
It’s more like five minute drool, now
So two minutes ago
Now Oprah
Wants to grow (buy) a fro
Though she has Neverland
In her sights
She must buy it from
The children’s man
Well
Now he’s a she
And white as could be
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