Fine music

Twinkle, twinkle, Patrick Star
I make myself a sandwitch
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.
Phe-ew what's that horrible smell?
I have a head that ends in
A point, pointy, pointy,
Pointy, pointy, pointy, point.
This song is over
Except for thit line
You win this round!
Broccoli!!!

Sau poate ca viata nu e asa stupida de fiecare data..Nu?