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I am cold chicken nugget,

what do i say,

apart from fuckett,

I lay here on a plate,

you could not finish me,

I am your portion of hate



I am a cold chicken nugget,

I was frying all the time,

now left upon a plate,

no tip, not a bloody dime



I am a cold chicken nugget,

and you are a fat obnoxious git



I am a cold chicken nugget,

I want to burst your heart,

you are overweight and straining,

it is time that we were apart.



I hope you die a death,

that is lonely and so sad,

for you left me alone, fuckett,

I am more than you,

I am a cold chicken nugget...