There once was a fellow named Stan,
Who dreamed of a magical plan.
With a puff and a grin,
He forgot all his kin,
And danced like a whimsical man.
He giggled at clouds up above,
As if they were sent from his love.
His worries took flight,
In a haze of delight,
With munchies he couldn’t get enough!
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