Just a bit of satire on a dreary Wednesday.
Oompa loompa, do-ba-dee-doo,
I’ve got 130,000 dollars for you.
Oompa loompa, do-ba-dee-dee,
If you are wise, you’ll listen to me.
What do you get when your child’s a brat?
Blaming the parents is where it’s at.
What do you get when you’re greedy and glum?
You get a son who’s a real chum!
Oompa loompa, do-ba-dee-da,
Can I grab your p*ssy, or will that go too far?
I can drop my boxer shorts too.
Then my little oompa loompa will look at you!
Oompa loompa, do-ba-dee-doo,
I’ve got one more trial because of you.
Oompa loompa, do-ba-da-dee,
It is all bigly covfefe unfair, can’t you see?
What do you get from a lack of restraint?
A whole lot of trouble, and that ain’t quaint.
What do you get when you lie through your teeth?
You end up alone, oh what a wreath!
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