This genre of film is a classic example of a theory on average taste: Take a turd covered in chocolate then rolled in nuts and feed to the general public who will give rave reviews to the curiously refreshing tidbit. Now, to fulfill the 10 line requirement, here' an amusing little ditty: There are smiles that make me happy. There are smiles that make me blue. There are smiles that steal away the teardrops, like the sunbeams steal away the dew. There are smiles that have a happy meaning, that the eyes of love alone may see. But the smiles that filly heart with sunshine, are the smiles that you give to me. Poo, poo, poopy do!
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