GCS

Oh grilled chicken sandwich
I love you so much
Everytime I'm sick with strep
You're what i crave for lunch

I can't live without you
When i get sick
When asked what i want to eat
You're what i always pick!

Your perfect luciousness
And red gatorade to go,
Always make me happy
When i'm feeling low.

Even though i can't open my mouth
Enough to actually take a bite,
All day long i just nibble away
My, my, I must be a sight!