Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Manchester Chicken

I was dawdling around this afternoon, trudging through my numerous documentation tasks, and decided to write a tribute to my favourite Indian dish, Manchester Chicken...


Roses are red
chickens are white
gotta get me some
Manchester chicken tonight

Those hypnotic aromas
attack my senses
I belch for joy
as my tummy tenses

The taste sensation
is oh so divine
when it's complemented
with a good bottle of wine

As it hits my palate
I go hard like a mallet
I'm flying like a mofo
who's clubbing down in Soho

I can't go on talking
'cos the chicken will go walking
this life is meant for eating

(mouth full, can't talk anymore)