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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