My poor little meatball I wanted you so bad
You were round you were brown and the only one I had
But I have a one year old and he snatched you from my plate
I tried to get you back but I caught him much too late
So my little meatball I'm sad that you went squish
even sadder when I got up the dog ate off my dish.
I'm tired, I'm drowsey
I'm feeling kind of lousy
My little boy has me run down
He acts just like a circus clown!
TV dinners you do me right.
It's hard when kids want food every single night!
You taste like plastic but I don't have to cook
So thank you TV dinners for getting me off the hook.
Stinky diaper Brown
Stinky diaper Green
Stinky diaper hanging down past baby knees.
Asper Reynolds
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