Potato Chip Boogie
Let’s do the potato chip boogie
Crunch Crunch. Crunch.
Twirling with your noogie.
Scrunch. Scrunch. Scrunch.
Shake your chip bag, goodie.
Hunch. Hunch. Hunch.
Why eat just one, hoodie?
When you can have a bunch?
Wrinkly salt with a fried foogie.
Scrunch. Scrunch Scrunch.
Let’s do the Potato Chip Boogie.
Lunch. Lunch. Lunch.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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