and oysters from the Bay
twelve eggs in a soufflé.
My friends all made their wills,
they swallow many pills
to keep in better nick
but they are always sick.
Watch what the doctor takes
it’s crab and fatty steaks
if so, then he may be
in years, right here for me.
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