chicken, chicken! let’s go chicken
every time i eat it, the damn plot thickens
i write poetry like mister charles dickens
about how it keeps my fingers lickin’
boil it–you get noodle soup
serve yourself a hearty scoop
tie their legs up with a loop
rotisserie chickens by the coop
hot wings, karaage
salute to general tso, my shawty
flown in from the land of karate
grab that sriracha, we’re ready to party
animal cruelty is no fucking joke
we deserve hell for scramblin’ eggyolks
but what’s the point in sounding woke
when my mouth waters at that chicken, smoked?
inspiration for the buffalo sauce
the world could never survive your loss
baby you’re always in my thoughts
hope the river styx, your species never cross
thank you, mister cockadoodledoo
humanity owes so much to you
you’re too delicious to be true
this rooster the only man i pursue