Ahhh McChicken, oh so sweet, probably filled with beaks and feet I want you in my tummy now cause you're a chicken and not a cow I love that you are just a buck and that you used to cluck cluck cluck I mean I think you did before you died I'm not sure what you are 'cept fried but ahhh McChicken you're my baby I love that you're chicken (maybe)