I Believe...
I believe I could fly...
I believe I could touch the sky...
I got shot by the F.B.I.,
And I landed on Burger King.
I believe in Chicken wings...
And I love onion rings.
I believe in this fry,
And I don't want to die...
And then...I said:...Goodbye
by
LittleRetardposted on 02/27/2008
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