I am thee Mayo of Celeryville
Creator of Cruella DeVile
Jalapeno party poppers
pop with delight and a heated flash
The sales Watermelman
Sold me a lemon!
I'm raisin' a handful of raisins
In my house made of peanut butter cups
They're my little ants on a log
Not like Burgah Tahown and his blog
I'm more of a family man
With friends from Candyland
Even those stripped candy canes
I'm going to take his reigns
Everything I say will always rhyme
And limes will be a nickle not a dime
I am thee Mayo
And I already know
I'll defeat the other
Even if he is my brother
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