The chicken nugget boxesA Poem by The Enemy
Inside the maccy donalds shop
The chap came in in such a strop Demanded 60 nuggets now The staff all wondered what where how Was he going to eat large chicks Of nuggets in the box of tricks They told him that he had to pay For food they sell the message they say He started telling them what he thought As they won't give what he ain't bought A copper arrived to take a view Of camera footage to get a clue Who was right and who was wrong When walking back to his van so long © 2019 The EnemyReviews
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6 Reviews Added on April 29, 2019 Last Updated on April 29, 2019 AuthorThe Enemyburntwood, Staffs, United KingdomAboutIm Fraggle I have been learning and using Pixel Lighting for a few months and have learend alot with the help of the Xlights group. more..Writing
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