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Dulce Et Dechicken Est

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Feathers ruffled,
We headed into no chickens land,
And there with our beaks at the ready,
We trundled onwards,
There was a chickfight,
Going on over head,
As the fighter hens,
Splattered the enemy,
With there breakfast,
And as the shells broke around us,

And we were splattered in egg,
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Martin O'Neill 16 February 2012

Ahh! A reader of Owen! This has potential.. I think it could be developed in so many ways and my feverish brain is awash with silliness already! Thank you. Inspiration comes from the most unexpected quarters. I shall be disappointed if I find you have already done so as IU read more of your work..............; =)

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Lenchen Elf 02 February 2005

I'm warming to this theme: -) : -)

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