Jake, Jake

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Jake, Jake
he’s never fake.
Small like a snake but strong like a stake,
he lives by a pond which is just a small lake.
His eyes are brown chocolate cake.
He’s Mexican for heaven’s sake.
Refuses to rake,
is always on break
Jake, Jake
made a mistake
ate that last cupcake
now he has a tummy ache.
Jake, Jake,
with your secret hand shake,
you rock my world just like an earthquake!





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