Chicken In a Tree
Chicken in Phoenix finally free.
Lonely chicken, chased into a tree.
Fucking kids chasing .
Spoiled kids filled with foul glee.
The chicken made friends.
The ducks and cranes made amends.
They accepted the chicken.
Despite the chicken’s fear of the deepest ends.
Fucking kids are the chickens.
Fucking kids are the dickens.
Find a fucking tree to scale you worthless heathens.
Leave the chicken to have some friends.
God damned kids spoiled and into trends.
Chase it up a tree again.
Watch it die due to your worthless bends.
Wait until you’re alone and hiding under a southern stoop.
You might find an accepting worm who understands you’re a product of sperm.
And that intelligent chicken will strut to you and coat you with your deserved ghastly layers of foul smelling poop.
