There once was a fellow named Pat,
Who swore that it made him quite flat.
With gummies and laughs,
He’d dance like a giraffe,
And claim he was wise as a cat.
For aches it was truly a boon,
He’d puff and float high to the moon.
With munchies in sight,
He’d feast day and night,
While claiming he needed a spoon!
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