Chica X Foxy Poem
I was yellow, you were red
You always got into my head
Coming up with a fine trick
You often made people sick
But there was that one bite
That caused quite the fright
Resturant troubles have double
Which ended in you getting in trouble
When you were gone, others were glad.
In fact, I was rather sad...
Forever, I never stopped loving...
Caring...
Feeling...
And falling for you.
I am Chica,
You are Foxy.
Forever its our destiny.