If you like tacos and don't know what,
Is underneath the greens.
Be very careful, it might be Spot,
That's why he's never seen.
If it tastes like chicken it just might be,
A possum, coon, maybe a snake.
Some little critter that was running free,
Get out the shake and bake.
So take some time and ask someone,
What this delicious meat could be.
You just may take off on the run,
It tastes like chicken? Whatever could it be.
9/7/14
ALTON TEXAS
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