French Fry
I'm glad that tator tot is out of my life
but then i seen a french fry
and then i said it can't be true
i started to wonder what can i do
so i went out for the night
the french fry was chasing me on a bike
and when i seen it i said this doesn't make sense
then he rammed me into a fence
and then he came and punched me in the eye
and when i thought i just might die
i realized what i must do
i ate the french fry and then i puked
so i went home to my wife i'm glad that french fry is out of my life.
Copyright © Diet Water | Year Posted 2015
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