Now my little mate Stan
Casts
no shadow on the floor
While
I’m a well-made man
Of
eighteen stone or more
And
my little mate Stan
Stands
only five foot four
While
I’m a very tall man
And
hit my head on the door
So
now my little mate Stan
Looks
like a famine survivor
Whereas
I on the other hand
Look
like I caused it for sure
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