Studied eyes are weighing up the poultry
This endless wait can cause a man such grief
Twenty minutes choosing chickens, and then
He turns to me and says he fancies beef
Needling bastard must do it on purpose
Blood near boiled, I clenched my fist and spat
Could’ve raised a cow and killed it by now
Just pick a meat and lets go home you twat!
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