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Oh,  How I love thee, King Burger. Even after your whopper and shake, It is a surprise no one will ****** You for not having cake. Maybe you should marry A gal who can finely cook A tasty dish out of dairy And make  her a queen to look. Live in a castle so large Colored white all around Much more grand than a barge To a peasant t’would astound These are the things I should love As fast food is a gift from above.
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Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 7:38 AM UTC
The Gift
Oh,  How I love thee, King Burger. Even after your whopper and shake, It is a surprise no one will ****** You for not having cake. Maybe you should marry A gal who can finely cook A tasty dish out of dairy And make  her a queen to look. Live in a castle so large Colored white all around Much more grand than a barge To a peasant t’would astound These are the things I should love As fast food is a gift from above.
I made this when i was either a junior or senior in high school.
m-valdemar
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Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 7:38 AM UTC
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