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I don't like chickens. They're little peckers...
Hey, come on, I was just joking, lol
I don't like chickens. They're little peckers...
Hey, come on, I was just joking, lol
Too late for JK’s and sorries. Feelings have been decapitated, not just bruised
I don't like chickens. They're little peckers...
Hey, come on, I was just joking, lol
Too late for JK’s and sorries. Feelings have been decapitated, not just bruised
Okay, fine then. You're just a little pecker, too... ;-)
"A chicken whose name was Chantecler
Clucked in iambic pentameter
It sat on a shelf, reading Song of Myself
And laid eggs with a perfect diameter."
-Richard Maxson
Red Rooster
by Hilda Conkling
Red Rooster in your gray coop,
O stately creature with tail-feathers red and blue,
Yellow and black,
You have a comb gay as a parade
On your head:
You have pearl trinkets
On your feet:
The short feathers smooth along your back
Are the dark color of wet rocks,
Or the rippled green of ships
When I look at their sides through water.
I don't know how you happened to be made
So proud, so foolish,
Wearing your coat of many colors,
Shouting all day long your crooked words,
Loud . . . sharp . . . not beautiful!