Heaven in a bucket

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A humorous ode to my favorite food.

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Chicken, how I love it.
Love it by the bucket.
Once feathered, now fried.
I asked for an 8pc,
but I lied.
I want all I can eat,
that delicious white meat.
With skin so crunchy,
and flesh so soft.
As I order it,
by the Colonel's brand tropht.
Something so fine at 12.99
Oh yes, it will be mine.
So, serve me right,
at dinner tonight.
Bring my chicken,
or we're going to fight.