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THE BUGGY BUS

Just where do they come from
And just where do they go
These buggy bugs that bug me
I’m sure that I don’t know

Perhaps a Buggy Bus
A sign upon it’s side
To advertise a Fat Guy
And take them for a ride

COME AND SEE THE FAT GUY
He’s floating in the pool
He’s about to fall asleep
And then he’ll start to drool

You all can buzz his face
His ears are open wide
You can fly into his mouth
And eat the food inside

I like those buggy bugs
I’m sure it must be great
But when you are the Fat Guy
Uuhhh, maybe I’ll lose some weight

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This was inspired by a guy I saw in the pool when we were on vacation. I promise it's not about me. Really.

THE BUGGY BUS

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