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I love sausage hot With eggs and milk I like to eat Licking my fingers Never a meat so sweet

I am a rock Thought of as a jewel They must all play the fool To think of me so. I sit on their hands, Their necks and ears They seem to dress up For me all the year. They praise my glimmer, Hey! I'm sitting right here! They grade me too Who knew you'd go to school To be a rock Thought of as a jewel. So all I have to say After all this craziness Is stop cutting me down Or cutting me up, Whatever you'd say here.