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I was there during the holidays. I saw the whole thing. Uncle Patrick got fed up
And let his opinions ring.
It was quite the ruckus...between him and Irene.
What I learned was plenty.
Of note
Uncle Patrick doesn't know a thing.
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I could lift all the bales of hay
And stack them neat and clean
But you'd still ask for more
Because you're selfish and mean
I could write letters to all my friends
Call all my family twice
You'd still call me the mean one
Just to make yourself sound more nice
I could make you dinner
And a cake on an extra special day
You'd still complain the food was bad
And ask me to go away.
There's no pleasing you
No making you cheer
So I'm over it
I'm over you dear
I've got good people
Nice people
Ready to be my friend
So good bye forever
I hope our separation
Will never end.

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