Haiku - Chicken 1

I hope this finally and succinctly drives a stake through the wattle of the world’s most tired, old joke. Sorry it had to be me, kids, but somebody had to step up to the plate. That’s one chicken who won’t be bothering us anymore.

Poetry can be so heartless.

My Morning Poetry, Sort of

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