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And now, Grandfather, I ask you to bless
the Fat Men.
He needs your Wisdom, your guidance.
You see, for so long,
he has tried to eat my people,
and only feels comfortable
when given seconds.
Bless them, show them the pies we made,
teach them lo-carbo.
For I fear they will someday eat themselves
and their children,
As they have done to Aunt Jemima.
I eat, I eat some more.
After all, They are my donuts......
(I can write this because I am fat. 270 lbs...)
the Fat Men.
He needs your Wisdom, your guidance.
You see, for so long,
he has tried to eat my people,
and only feels comfortable
when given seconds.
Bless them, show them the pies we made,
teach them lo-carbo.
For I fear they will someday eat themselves
and their children,
As they have done to Aunt Jemima.
I eat, I eat some more.
After all, They are my donuts......
(I can write this because I am fat. 270 lbs...)