He's used all the milk that selfish Jack
His tea is white while mine is black
He's also scoffed the last custard cream
And the cups are dirty and never clean
I hate my tea breaks when Jack's around
He's 6 foot 4 and weighs 300 pound
One of these days I'll tell him so
But just for now I'll let it go
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