Fat, juicy, and yummy.
Warming my fat tummy.
When I am hungry.
I go to the kitchen - super hungry.
So I make a burger - I prefer buying one though!
If I eat to much, oh no!
I will have slushy tucker..
But sometimes at the stop, I meet a kind trucker.
Oh my, do I love my burgers.
I'd kill anyone who steals them, I can murder!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem