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Then ONE day, it seems... while the plain belly Sneetches

Were moping and doping alone on the beaches,

Just sitting there wishing their bellies had stars...

A stranger zipped up in the strangest of cars!



"My friends," he announced in a voice clear and keen,

"My name is Sylvester McMonkey McBean.

And I've heard of your troubles. I've heard you're unhappy.

But I can fix that.  Im the Fix-It-Up Chappie.

I've come here to help you.  I have what you need.

And my prices are low.  And I work at great speed.

And my work is one hundred percent guarenteed!"


Then, quickly, Sylvester McMonkey McBean

Put together a very peculiar machine.

And he said, "You want stars like a Star-Belly Sneetch...?

My friends, you can have them for three dollars each!"

"Just pay me your money and hop right aboard!

No enemy will win when you brandish this sword!"

But again my friend we have come to a cross,

Are the benefits worse this mere 3 dollar loss,

Would you want to join the star-bellied fun?

Or will you avoid this strange outsider and run?

[[get a star]]

[[refuse to get a star]]
[[Category: Revisiting the Sneetches]]