I wrote this poem because I love it when fried chicken is wrapped in a waffle, drenched in gravy and maple syrup, then served to me from a motorized vehicle.

Waffles from Sunflower
Waffle Co.’s the name.
Waffles on the go
Is the name of their game.

They serve it up hot.
They serve it up fresh.
Hate it you’ll not.
You’ll say it’s delish!

It’s not just the waffles.
It’s fried chicken too.
They’re reasonably priced.
Even if you’re a Jew!

Holla Back, Gurl!

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