Next Level Chicken

Ladies and Gents, I publicly must lament
The poultriest problem they make
I love the fried chicken, but the plot, it then thickens
For I only love it when it’s great

There’s good stuff around and ok stuff I’ve found
But I’ve got an itch that must be scratched
I know there’s a mark above the best that I’ve snarfed
The best chicken that has been hatched

I need that next level chicken
I need that next level chicken

The stuff at Lamont’s, no-no, it just leaves me want-
Ing. It’s good but it won’t satisfy
The stuff at Mook’s Pier, I tried that bullcrap last year
They try to distract you with fries

The chicken at Beasley’s, or should I say “Diseasely’s”
Is scarcely a chicken at all
The chicken at Bjorn’s, the foreign grocery store
Is good, but they folded last fall

I need that next level chicken
I need that next level chicken

But then I wandered into a new ramen shop
Karaage chicken offered a la carte
I ordered me an order and when it arrived
Twas a sight that gave hope to my lonely heart

Three massive pieces fried into a golden brown
With a juiciness that could not be surpassed
Combined with seasoned salt that they served on the side
It trounced all chicken that I had in the past

It was the next level chicken
Truly the next level chicken
I had the next level chicken
I ate the next level chicken