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Chicken Roast

Puff your plume in anger and fight, cock,
delight the owner of knife
smear sting with pollen and flap your wings
As I said: Twist the arms and keep them bent
roll the rug and come down the terrace
after disturbed sleep
Shoeboots-rifle-whirring bullets-shrieks

The aged undertrial in the next cell weeps and wants to go home
Liberate me let me go let me go home

On its egg in the throne the gallinule doses
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