He was the K.F.C of years gone bye
Finger licking good bird that couldn't fly
All that is left is this twisted mirage
Something real tasty but we went to far
I don't no where the dodo's have all gone
All I can say is they didn't last that long
The fat of the land but dodo's never fly-ed
Soon we would catch them and eat them with pie...



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