Luigi, In A Drunken Moment, Tells a Secret

You, bro,
Are my very best friend.
Nah, I’m serious!
I mean
I really look up to you.
You got it all:
Fame, money, the works.
And,
You know,
I’m not bitter.
Sure, you’re the popular one
(Short fat fuck that you are)
And sure,
At the end of the day, you get
To go home to that Princess of yours,
But it don’t beat the time
She and I snuck out to
Yoshi’s Island
While you did that plumbing job
In World 4-3.
I tapped
Her pretty little Fire Flower
All night long, bro,
So you can take
Your toadstool,
And shove it.

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