Keeping to the rules

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I ate too much,

I ate too much,

The words are buzzing round.

I can't finish this,

I can't finish this,

There's too much food here.

Hey you have this,

Hey you have this,

I'm full up now too much.

"Are you sure about that?"

"Are you sure about that?"

They reach out uncertainly.

Of course I am,

Of course I am,

And the food is taken away.

Oh what relief,

Oh what relief,

But there's fat building up.

I can't throw up,

I can't throw up,

I swore never to purge.

Starve tomorrow,

Starve tomorrow,

I mustn't eat a thing.

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