Welcome Visitor: Login to the siteJoin the site



A song, told from the Fried Chicken's point of view.


Submitted:Nov 2, 2009    Reads: 217    Comments: 16    Likes: 7   


Drowning deep in a sea of gravy

Tasty, your chicken, I get peeled

Are you gonna eat me?

It seems what was left of my feathered side

Has long been roasted, off me.

Oh please god don't eat me!

Looking at your swollen tonsils

When suddenly the scenery changes, violently it changes

OH NO! there is no going back now.

I'm slowly digesting, in you...

Go on get up, come on and throw me up(x2)

Get up, come on and throw me up

Come on get up, go on and throw me up

Open up your mouth, and let me be free.

I can see inside you, the acids are rising

Don't try and deny how you feel

You got heartburn from me.

It seems that a lot of good animals have died

and are decaying, in you...

Please let them go too!

It seems you're having some trouble, in dealing with this heartburn

Living with this heartburn...

Ohhh, the world will become a scary place now, unless you get some Zantac, 75.

Go on get up, come on and throw me up (x2)

Get up, go on and throw me up

Get up, come on and throw me up

Open up your mouth and let me be free.

Should have ate some sour cream...(X4)

No man, don't do it again

They won't taste good this time.

I promise! please man don't eat them

Why do you have to chew them like that, don't you realize how much this hurts?





7

| Email this story Email this Miscellaneous | Add to reading list



Reviews

About | News | Contact | Your Account | TheNextBigWriter | Self Publishing | Advertise

© 2013 TheNextBigWriter, LLC. All Rights Reserved. Terms under which this service is provided to you. Privacy Policy.