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Ode To KFC


5 dollar box, 10 dollar box

It doesn’t matter, really whatnot?

It makes me cry when I’m in the store

It gives me excitement when I’m eating the meat

It gives strong emotions for all chicken lovers everywhere!

 

I’d pay thousands, millions,

Maybe even more,

But I give thanks to Colonel Sanders,

Our Holy Lord

I wish to be there every day,

But my parents blame me for eating chicken all day.

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