by Cameron Hampton

I rip open the bag throwing it on the cracked wooden floor.
Taking the box and enjoying its sweet glorious presence.
My hands are sweating, and my heart beating out of control.
I swallow, as the savor rubs across my tongue.
A catchy beat comes over me from enjoying the taste.
My goodness as I smell that sweet aroma in my nose.
I pick it up with a feeling of honor.
Its golden, crispy coating, my eyes become huge. Making a loud growl I attacked it! I look right to left, left to right.
North , south , east and west.
No one saw me, great I slowly walk to the mirror dragging my feet.
I look at the mirror to see a sparkle in my eye as the form of a chicken nugget.

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