Roost Waine

(Kickin' Hawk, gettin' hungry) (Kickin' Hawk, gettin' hungry) Kickin Hawk: I want some chicken, to eat. It is my favorite meat. I like it crispy or glazed. It puts me in a daze. I like it fried up or baked. On my birthday I eat chicken cake! (Kickin Hawk's not a chicken) (He's just a hawk that eats chicken) Draghar: Now, just one second, alright? I've got something for your appetite. There's so many things that you could eat. There's a Chinese restaurant down the street. Or how about a fish taco, son? This bakery's got good honey bun. Kickin Hawk: So juicy...so tasty... Hey chicken, get in my mouth! Draghar: ''How about... a hot dog?'' ''With mustard... and Sauerkraut.'' Kickin Hawk: NO! I want some chicken no lie. You are my chicken pot pie. Draghar: Instead of chicken try pork. Just please put down that fork. Try my grandma's baked beans. They've got 10 grams of protein. They're gooey, sweet, and piping hot. You'll wanna eat the whole dang pot. (Kickin Hawk, gonna eat the beans) (Kickin Hawk is enjoying them beans) Draghar: I knew you'd come around, son. Kickin Hawk: You know what would go good with these beans? Chicken. Draghar: Uh-oh. Kickin Hawk: Get over here chicken! (Chicken does go good with beans) (Beans and chicken, what a heavenly combo)