Gore-tex Guppy
Vain as I am, I take what I want.Pig-headed, overweight, sloppy joe.
When opportunity knocks I bite,
1st in line, never last, don't miss the show.
Greed is my first, middle and last,
when I bleed I drip into a cup.
Cup equipped with straw for recycle,
stingey as I am, can't miss a drop.
My look, my clothes they spell success,
even my shoes squeak when I walk.
Up, down as well as on people I stalk,
they will bend to my will, hear me talk.
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