Ketchup
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Like Bubonic Plague doth spread my grin,
As a single chip, I grasp and take.
My mouth I open, my stomach aches
Every second is closer to heaven.
Cinderella dressed in blue
Went to a club to go find a boo
Her feet were killing her
So she took off her shoes
She moved her hips to the catchy tunes
She was drinking way too much
