A Gordon Ramsay Poem
Holy mackerel
It’s dry, the skin peels away from me
I’m amazed you’re still open
I feel like I’m on the Titanic
I’ve never seen anything so backwards
Holy mackerel
It’s dry, the skin peels away from me
I’m amazed you’re still open
I feel like I’m on the Titanic
I’ve never seen anything so backwards
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