A Wing or Whopper
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“In the jungle, the mighty jungle,”
my stomach growls tonight.
I waaaaa aaa aaaa annttt a wing or Whopper
a wing or Whopper
a wing or Whopper.
Just kidding - neither of those sound good right now, I just thought it’d be fun to sing like this.
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Hahaha, this is GOLD! I lowkey expected this to end with you craving a salad or something ironic.😆
Hahahaha!!!! Thank you - now that song is reverberating in my head.....