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jim foulk

(july 7,1943 / des moines iowa)

Too Many Chicks


So many years
ago in days
of my youth,

as i was
walking down
the street uptown

saw a sign
which read
baby chicks

only 1 penney
each, what
a deal that

was i said
to my self
so i bought
100 of them,

took them home,
my mom said
too many chicks
that would be.

she let me
keep a few,

the rest went
back to feed
store, thus

ending my dream
of fame and fortune
as a chicken king tycoon.

Submitted: Monday, April 16, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, February 15, 2011

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  • Duncan Wyllie (4/28/2007 1:46:00 PM)

    Dreams too easily shattered there Jim, who knows perhaps you were made for better things, all the best
    Love duncan X (Report) Reply

  • Chuck Audette (4/16/2007 11:00:00 PM)

    Brought a smile to my face. Don't count your chickens before they're hatched, though. Or put them all in one basket. -chuck (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (4/16/2007 4:27:00 PM)

    I thought she might have egged you on Jim, and let you have a crack at it. I adored chicks as a child too, we kept chicken then and they were always producing. A delight holding each fluffy bundle. they were wonderful.
    Good subject here, I enjoyed reading it.
    Love Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

  • fanniesson - (4/16/2007 4:25:00 PM)

    Poem does make one think about their own
    failed dreams of fortune and fame

    nice one
    I hope this was what you were shooting for here. (Report) Reply

  • Enricus Coone (4/16/2007 3:59:00 PM)

    i like the piece but must say as a vegetarian i have little lament over this particular spoiled dream (Report) Reply

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