Twinkle, Twinkle, Patrick Star!
I made myself a cake,
My mommy named it Fred,
It tastes like beans and bacon,
And smells like it's been dead,
Writing stuff is hard so I use a pointy pencil,
Pointy pointy pointy, pointy pointy point,
P.U., what's that horrible smell?
(Drum Solo)
I have a head, that ends in a point,
Pointy pointy pointy, pointy pointy point,
This song is over, except for this line,
You win this round,
Broccoli!
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