Ode to a Chicken
Oh Chicken! Oh Chicken!
How I love to watch you scratch.
Your feeble brains work like a preprogrammed machine.
Scratch, scratch, scratch, slide back, look, peck, peck.
That is what you do, especially if the ground is new.
Oh Chicken, how you love your feed.
50 pounds a month is what you typically need.
And water, oh water, lest us not forget,
For without it, you die. That's it.
How I love to watch you scratch.
Your feeble brains work like a preprogrammed machine.
Scratch, scratch, scratch, slide back, look, peck, peck.
That is what you do, especially if the ground is new.
Oh Chicken, how you love your feed.
50 pounds a month is what you typically need.
And water, oh water, lest us not forget,
For without it, you die. That's it.
posted by Jonathan at
9:18:00 AM
1 Comments:
Poetry corner is on dude!!!
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