A chicken blowing in the wind,
full of life until a mile down the road,
battered and bruised as it gets pushed by that wind
Dazed and confused that chicken be now,
in no fit state to cross any roads,
so when people say why did the chicken Cross the Road,
remember to say the wind blew the chicken down the road
Author notes
this transpired after typing to a friend, just can't help it when I type I often rhyme my words..lol
Written August 24th, 2005
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hilarious!
lol!!! i loved it!!!!!!!!1 -
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haha
I am that chicken, batted and bruised, eh I won't cross the road because I see a Kentucky fried chicken the other side, ha so I will just stay this side of the road, batted and bruised
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sometimes I feel like a chicken, probably less said about that the better, I wouldn't want to tell you I go around clucking and flapping my arms about now would I. duh .. damm never mind I won't press the summit button
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why thank you, I'm not very good at punctuation actually I'm not good at all..lol I thought punctuation was something to do with cooking but I was wrong, now I know it's something to do with Nasser, yeah how else would they get a man on the moon without punctuation.eh
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That was great!!!! I got a great chuckle out of that one. Great one there
it's always great to see humoruse poetry. blessed be ~calentice~
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hehe! Good job!
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