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Chicken Wrap.

It's coming on noon and my stomach is aching.
What I need now is some poultry and bacon.
I head down to the bistro using the east route.
Singing my ballad past the ladies eating salad
and order up some chicken while my tummy is wiggin.
Drink from the fountain next to the counter
and chomp like i'm wrappin' into my napkin.

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