The Chicken Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

The Chicken



The chicken
There was a chicken that would not cross the road.
She didn't care if the others did.
Getting to the other side wasn't on her mind.
When she wandered about, she stayed away far apart.
When the other asked her why.She didn't cross the road.
She replied I don't want to end up as chicken nuggets at Mc Donalds!

Sunday, October 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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