Chicken Poetry

July 19, 2024July 19, 2024| Joseph LoomisChicken Poetry| 0 Comment| 3:22 pm
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They want my thighs. From them I hide.

It’s no use. Will I be fried?

Hark! Feet! Heart…Beats. Dark-Meat?

They want my thighs. 

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