My belly got round
As a basketball
My hair fell out
I can't hear at all
But my feet keep growin
I can't hardly see
The doctor said
It must be E.D.
I went back home
Like a noble aristocrat
I kicked the dog and cussed the cat
I took my rage
To the internet
Searched and searched
Till my fingers bled
I found a blog
My symptoms read
Everthing Shrinkin
You can't turn back the clock
The more you worry
The ticker the tock
So I tighten my belt
Bought more socks and shoes
And placed my hair
With dippity do
If things get worse
I"ll find a rockin chair
And tell the same stories
Till nobody cares
Everything Shrinkin
I gotta let it all go
A big big Tally Ho
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