The Burger I Almost Ate
Hickory dickory dock I smelt a burger from around the block
I ran after the smell like I was at a track meet and just when I was about to eat
My burger opened its mouth and said be careful what you eat or you’ll be dead in a week
I thought to myself this can’t be true a burger talking to me do you hear this to
Then it got me thinking I don’t want to be dead I rather be alive with a future instead
So I put down my burger with exercising on my mind I left the restaurant and got to the gym at 2:09
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