"Brother dear brother,
I came as quickly as I could
The Digital Haze is broken,
The Banished Ones r gone 4 good,
Gone 4 good"
Now there must b a wedding
Now there must b a feast
A feast, a feast
A smorgasbord at least
A brunch, a munch
Of cake if just a piece
Not just a vat of chitlins
Or turkey meat u c
We r what we eat
So we must eat a leaf
We'll dine under a tree
Unless it snows!
Writer(s): Prince Rogers Nelson
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