I wandered into the kitchen.
Someone was defrosting chicken.
We’re having chicken tonight.
What a delight!
The next break from toiling,
I found the chicken boiling.
I almost cried.
I much prefer fried.
Chicken cooked in water.
It must be for my daughter.
She’s a bit bitchy
And she won’t take her pills.
Author: Blind John Ellsworth
Blind John Ellsworth (1960- ), a (questionable) poet and sometimes Texas bluesman. He has recorded one spoken-word album (thankfully unreleased), since he is still trying to learn to play guitar. (Lack of musical skills is what makes him a poet and not a lyricist. Plus, he can’t write music.)
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