There once was a large meatball named Snooki.
She liked to devour many cookies.
Her skin was orange like the skin of a fruit.
Suitors call her grenade because she is not cute.
Bibulous and shameful is how she acts.
She only drinks and sleeps, that is a fact.
Her hair is shaped in a large ugly poof.
Her friends are concerned it might touch the roof.
Foul is what comes out of her mouth all day.
Maybe she will become as sweet as May.
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