Secret No More
Like Goober from Andy Griffin he couldn't keep a secret
knowing all about the twelve top secret ingredients
the mystery is gone now everyone in the world knows
Colonel Sanders nephew putting on an innocent show,
Since 1930 people ate his original fried chicken
they loved it so much afterwards gave their fingers a licking
just ordering the chicken had its air of mystery
so secretive the CIA top agents were frustrated and filled with misery,
Poor Colonel Sanders has long passed but its so sad
the recipe of his original fried chicken now out of the bag
now people will make it in their own kitchens at home
leaving all the KFC's empty and employees all alone...
Copyright © Cheryl Hoffman | Year Posted 2017
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