I want chunky’s pizza for my birthday
I go to chunky cheese on my birthday and play the
Mario kart arcade machine while mommy and daddy order me my pizza
The rat comes with the pizza, he is repulsive
I am scared of the pizza rat, the pizza rat is big
His body is a rotting corpse
I cry because of the pizza rat, and my parents are oblivious as to why
He speaks of treasure in his changing room
I do not want to see it The pizza rat, he brings me gifts
I want the pizza birthday rat; I want him to bring me my gifts and presents and my pizza
The birthday rat, he is calling me, he beckons me back to his establishment
He whines with his offer; his pizza is subpar, and I’d rather have little Caesar’s
The little Caesar’s cave man impales me with his spear; He’s Caesar; he is Julius
He gets stabbed 55 times; he is dead
Little Caesars is no more; overtaken by the oligarchy; the skin for cheese the blood for sauce.
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This is beautiful
Kinky. I like it. Make more please