Time for me to fly

Lets laugh it up

Chicken in a rusty cage
The farmer's in a f*****g rage
He wants to wring your bony neck
Your only defence is a peck
But what the heck can you do now
Your only friend in life's a cow
You know you have to get away
Or you'll be supper on this day
You must be calm and think this through
Before he puts an end to you
Just throw your weight against the door
And knock it to the godamn floor
Then run until this farming wreck
Is just a tiny little speck
Your life must mean much more to you
Then winding up as someones stew
And what the heck gives him the right
To put you in this deadly plight
You better make your mind up quick
He's gonna hit you with a stick
And chop your head off with an axe
The jig is up, you can't relax
Now fly you fool, you have two wings!
What do you mean they're useless things
There must be something you can do
Your will is strong, your heart is true
It's just too bad your brain's so small
You can't think for yourself at all
Oh well i guess your time is done
This drama was alot of fun
Your head is laying on the floor
The farmer's walking out the door
He's got your body in his hand
And on the table he has planned
To make a meal out of you
I knew it! He has made a stew
And of it i will eat my part
'Cause even though you weren't that smart
You made a mighty tasty meal
I guess it's not that bad a deal
A stupid bird that tastes this fine
Will always be a friend of mine..."

Reviews

[mattavelli]

Hello, Framer! :)
This was a fun read. Poor chicken... So tasty.

[The framer]

Lip lickin' fun and flavour...thanks for the kind words *^)

[Shy Joe]

This is great! The rhyming doesn't look forced and it flows very well. I smiled while reading this. My only complaint is you changed the perspective from the chicken to the farmer abruptly. Thanks for sharing.

[The framer]

Thanks sj...death is abrupt...thanks for smiling, it is worth its weight in gold...👑