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Dustox.G 27 Feb, 2021 @ 6:16pm 
Gimme gimme chicken tendies,
Be they crispy or from Wendys.
Spend my hard-earned good-boy points,
on Kid's Meal ball pit burger joints.
Mummy lifts me to the car,
To find me tendies near and far.
Enjoy my tasty tendie treats,
in comfy big boy booster seats.
McDonald's, Hardee's, Popeye's, Cane's,
But of my tendies none remains.

She tries to make me take a nappy,
But sleeping doesn't make me happy.
Tendies are the only food,
That puts me in the napping mood.
I'll scream and shout and make a fuss,
I'll scratch, I'll bite, I'll even cuss!
Tendies are my heart's desire,
Fueled by raging, hungry fire.
Mummy sobs and wails and cries,
But tears aren't tendies, nugs or fries.

My good-boy points were fairly earned,
To buy the tendies that I've yearned.
But there's no tendies on my plate!
Did mummy think that I'd just ate?
"TENDIES TENDIES GET THEM NOW,
YOU FAT, UNGRATEFUL, SLUGGISH SOW!"
roy 6 Mar, 2020 @ 8:49pm 
the comment below me is based
Leepopo 16 Jan, 2020 @ 7:57pm 
I dunno what I was thinking
Leaving my child behind
Now I suffer the curse and now I am blind

With all this anger, guilt and sadness
Coming to haunt me forever
I can't wait for the cliff at the end of the river

Is this revenge I am seeking
Or seeking someone to avenge me
Stuck in my own paradox I wanna set myself free

Maybe I should chase and find
Before they'll try to stop it
It won't be long before I'll become a puppet

It's been so long
Since I last have seen my son
Lost to this monster
To the man behind the slaughter

Since you've been gone
I've been singing this stupid song
So I could ponder
The sanity of your mother

I wish I lived in the present
With the gift of my past mistakes
But the future keeps luring in like a pack of snakes

Your sweet little eyes, your little smile
Is all I remember
Those fuzzy memories mess with my temper