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I suppose life isn't fair
I've lost all my wealth
And am left asking for help
But look! I calm myself and look
There he is. Mr ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Cook
The sorce of all of my stress
Thanks to him, my life is a mess
It seems like a crime
Simply speaking with you
I feel like such a fool
Perhaps it's better to settle down
And taking a blow for a couple rounds
But why? Why do I feel so down
I feel as though Mr. Cook has taken my crown