You see love is alot like chicken.
Alot of people are like *** you mean love is like chicken

Well just think about it
Whats better than chicken?

It can be wanted, craved, you can be addicted to it
It can be alive, dead, raw, or cooked
It can be organic and natural, or processed and fake
You can put it with a combination of different other foods and make it better
Or you can burn it, drop it, or leave it for leftovers

So the next time you wanna compare your love to somethin just remember

Love Is A Lot Like Chicken

I wonder if
Forget-me-nots
are flowers that
bloom in May

Like how we both began;
as little Summer flowers,
dancing 'neath the Sun--
screaming not to be forgotten

And yet you did--
inflicting pain
like acid rain;
so I too, shall do as you!

But I'm a terrible liar;
and to not feel so empty inside,
I'll heed the flowers and
forget-you-not~

That's not right
Is that chicken? I mean I thought it was chicken
Doesn't feel like chicken
Is it worth checking

Doesn't taste like chicken.

Oh.... I swallowed.

Now I'm going to have live the rest of my days never knowing whether that was actually chicken!

My head is filled with cheese
My mind is filled with lard
I have crusty rolls for knees
My boiled sweet eyes are hard

So hard I can't see you for what you really are!
So hard I can't really see very far!

But what does it matter
If you should get fatter

You don't delight me.......So bite me!

I remember when poems were good not **** like this!