gimme gimme chicken tendies, be they crispy, or from wendy's. spend my hard earned good boy points, on kids meal ballpit burger joints. Mommy lifts me to the car, to find me tendies near and far, enjoy my tasty tendy treat, in comfy big boy booster seats. Mcdonalds Hardees Popeyes Canes, but of my tendies none remains. she tries to make me take a nappy, but sleeping does not make me happy. tendies are the only food that put me in the napping mood. I'll scream and shout and make a fuss, I'll scratch, I'll bite, I'll even cuss. Tendies are my hearts desire, fueled by raging hungry fire. Mommy sobs and wails and cries, but tears aren't tendies, nugs, or fries. My good boy points were fairly earned, to buy tendies that I've yearned. But theres no tendies on my plate, DID MOMMY THINK THAT I JUST ATE! "tendies tendies GET THEM NOW! YOU FAT UNGRATEFUL SLUGGISH SOW!"