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  • Id:

    3bbd17da40bfd3596fc30a004d41572e5f89150c09e2afbca34f64afb1001ee8
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  • Prompt:

    write a song for a man named john who is the king of custard. he works at chick fil a and is a big fan of all things custard. the song should be about his reign as a custard king and how he rules his land of custard.

  • Image:

    King of Custard

  • Description:

    In this animated scene, a character named John, who is the King of Custard, stands confidently in front of a suitcase. He is dressed in a royal outfit, complete with a crown, and is holding a spoon, ready to rule his land of custard. The environment features a building in the background, suggesting a bustling city where John's custard kingdom thrives. The overall atmosphere is one of pride and authority, as John embraces his role as the custard king.

  • Songs:

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: King of Custard
Tags: Broadway, Theatrical, Storytelling

[Intro]
Behold the king with crown so grand,
A scepter made of spoon in hand,
From waffle fries to creamy land,
He reigns with flair, so bold and planned.

[Verse 1]
In a Chick-fil-A near downtown square,
Lives a man with custard flair,
John the brave, with golden cape,
Rules the land of sweet escape.

He flips the switch, the machine purrs,
With vanilla dreams and swirling blurs,
He serves a scoop with royal pride,
As crowds line up from far and wide.

[Chorus]
Hail to the Custard King!
Long may his soft-serve sing,
From cone to cup, he brings delight,
With every swirl, the taste feels right.
He's not just staff, he is the lore,
Of Chick-fil-A and so much more!

[Verse 2]
He holds court in freezer halls,
With dairy banners on the walls,
The Chicken Lords may rule the grill,
But John's sweet empire seals the deal.

He crowns each kid with creamy gold,
A sundae throne, a tale retold,
No rain nor heat can shake his rule,
In custard realm, he keeps things cool.

[Chorus]
Hail to the Custard King!
He makes the sugar angels sing,
With every scoop, a royal cheer,
For John the brave, we toast and jeer!
No melting threat shall shake his might,
For creamy dreams are his birthright!

[Bridge]
[Whimsical]
With spoons like swords he battles fate,
Defending cones 'til closing gate,
His crown may tilt, his cape may flap,
But never shall he lose his map.

[Outro]
So next time you crave dessert divine,
Seek the king who rules the line,
And whisper low with reverent tone:
\"All hail John, custard on the throne!\"

[End]