I saw you in the bargain isle
sitting there in the cold, unwanted
to my sin, it was that you looked cheap
that I did endeavour to pay for you

Yet as I walk off with you in one hand
and my other hand holding all my shopping
with teeth of hunger I opened you
then with relief to my taste buds, enjoyed you

From that day to now
when at the superstore I prowl
I know you my wonder chicken
and will acquire you somehow

Your succulent juicy *******
your sweet sultana of the mystic east
not to mention the secret of your Apricot
in my tastes of a sandwich you have got the lot


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

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