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Originally Posted by sedated
when i first arrived you were all such jerks
but now i've come to love your quirks
maggie with her eyes so bright
marge with hair by frank lloyd wright
lisa can philosophise
bart's adept at spinning lies
homer's a delightful fella
sorry 'bout the salmonela (he- he thats OK)
who needs the Kwik-E-Mart
now here's the tricky part
oh won't you rhyme with me?
who needs the Kwik-E-Mart
their floors are Stick-E-Mart
they made dad Sick-E-Mart
lets Hurl a Brick-E-Mart
the Kwik-E-Mart is really d'oh!
who needs the Kwik-E-Mart
not me
who needs the Kwik-E-Mart
not me
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That song came immediately to my mind when I saw this thread. Excellent work my friend.
"Who needs the Kwik-E-Mart......I DOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"