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Fett
by Clark W. Griswold

There was a man named Fett
A pair of suspenders he needed to get
for his pants hung low and his jock rode high
For some reason, you can't understand this guy

He often needed a nap
and his breath would smell like crap
He was very distraught
and probably didn't understand what he taught

Football is his life
beats me how this freak has got a wife
His kids gonna be all messed up
Cuz' if his daddy dresses him he'll get beat up.