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This Woman's Joke Poem About Popeye's Chicken Actually Ended up Getting Published

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Twitter user Wisdom recently had to write a poem to get a grade for her English class. The poems would be submitted to the Appelley Publishing 2017 Rising Stars Collection, and have the chance of getting published. 

Despite that, Wisdom explains that it could be about anything they wanted, and she just wanted the grade. So she decided to write a poem about Popeye's $5 Bonafide Big Box, which was recently discontinued. And somehow, she says it got chosen for publishing. 

What was the poem? We're glad you asked. 

The poem reads:

"Approaching I see,
bright orange and white
coming fast in front of me.
The aroma so thick,
filling my nostrils, oh.
I can just taste the
drumstick.
As I follow the yellow brick road
that is the drive-thru,
I realize.
Popeyes, what I love so dearly,
discontinued the $5 box.
Now, I am lost."

Wow. Truly moving. Wisdom also provided proof that her poem had been chosen. A letter allegedly from the publisher reads:

"We simply can't publish every student who writes to us, but in your case, we have decided that we would like to include your poem, 'Popeyes' in the Appelley Publishing 2017 Rising Stars Collection."

Unsurprisingly, social media was touched. While some people felt she deserved some sort of compensation (gift card, anyone?), others felt like the power of the poem was the way it moved people. "That poem really spoke to me though. I felt your hurt through that. Now I'm hurt," one such fan wrote. "And I love over 100 miles from my nearest Popeye's. My soul is shook. BRB on my way to demand that $5 box and eat my heart you [sic]."

We're moved. Truly. And by "moved," we mean "on our way to our nearest Popeye's." Godspeed.