Nick Hilton

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Nick Hilton Poems

1. Chickens In Poetry 1/20/2005
2. Dulce Et Dechicken Est 2/2/2005
3. Cat Among The Chickens 1/20/2005
4. Ode To A Chicken Nugget 1/22/2005
5. No 2/2/2005
6. Weird Places 1/19/2005
7. Dread 1/23/2005
8. Merry Christmas 12/16/2005
9. Not Dead 1/20/2005
10. Christmas On Europa 12/20/2005
11. Must Not Tire 12/19/2005
12. Goodbye Soldiers! 12/20/2005
13. Zut Alors! 12/21/2005
14. And Alas We Come To The End 1/22/2006
15. Chickens For Sale 1/28/2006
16. Come Today 12/15/2005
17. The Palm Of My Hand 1/21/2005
18. Christmas Time In Half Rhyme 12/20/2005
19. Who Reads? 4/17/2007
20. Heart 2/5/2005
21. White Snow (Christmas In April) 12/19/2005
22. The Apprentice 4/8/2008
23. Live And Let Die 8/23/2005
24. Millie 2/16/2007
25. Embrace The Darkness 9/5/2005
26. Then Hitler Left 10/3/2005
27. People Arn'T Singing Anymore 10/3/2005
28. Face Value 2/3/2005
29. Late 2/4/2005
30. Impossible 2/5/2005
31. Soft 2/7/2005
32. Running From The Gingerbreadman 2/9/2005
33. Dawn Of Life 1/27/2005
34. Fate 1/28/2005
35. Ode To The Falling Snow 3/4/2005
36. Free 2/2/2005
37. Hedgerow Inferno 12/15/2005
38. Under The Throbbing Christmas Tree 12/15/2005
39. I'M Dreaming Of A Cynical Christmas 12/16/2005
40. The Last Horror Poem 8/21/2005
Best Poem of Nick Hilton

Chickens In Poetry

Have you looked beneath the surface,
Of the greatest poems and verse,
And seen that almost always,
There seems to be an anti animal curse,
But have you not noticed,
That 'The charge of the Light Brigade',
Is about the Charge the Chickens made,
That 'Dulce et decorem est',
Is about the war in which the chickens were the best,
That Wordsworths 'Daffodils',
is about the Chickens in the hills,
That 'The Owl and the Pussycat',
Is about a Chicken,
And that is that!

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A Sudden Ending

People in a different place,
Would regard the human race,
With malice ungrounded,
And hatred unfounded.

People from a different world,
Would acknoledge us cold,
For we one another destroy,
And with emotions happily toy.

People from a different earth,
Would avoid us with mirth,
For with happi

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