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And The Winner Is Miss Poultry (Country-Crossover Lyric)

so, tell me, how does it feel to be, so, finger licken good you've, been puck, and tuck from the neck, down, to your feet so how, does, it, feel, to be so finger licken good you've, been powder, and pampered, and felt up, in places, you, yourself, couldn't, even reach so how, does, it, feel, to be, so darn, tasty, just, so, lip, watering crispy that, I'd knock down my little, old granny, just, to get, a another, greasy, fried bite so, tell me, how does it feel to be, so, finger, licken, good that you have won, first place right on top of my plate so, tell me, how does it feel aka: lyricvixen
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Written by
lyricvixen
57 / F / Utah
Published
Oct 19, 2024
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hunger (and a hint for History) © Aug 2019

(reprint: 10/19/1024)

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#chicken#hunger#lyrics#lyricvixen#song#humor#fried#foods#man#woman
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