Chopsticks the Walrus
I am a big fat loser
I thought you knew
My act is freaking chopsticks
And my mouth is full of mess
I cry like a little baby
And always whine about my life
Sometimes i even bother to complain
when the neighbours are getting it on
My bodyweight is off the chart
and my best friend is a cake
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| Auteur: David de Vreer |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 september 2015 | ||
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