Blue Chickens

" Just try to Walk quietly. You have to be real sneaky to surprise blue Chickens. Leave the old truck Parked at the bar and always carry a little garlic for bait. Blue Chickens don't eat Just anything. They aren't easy to catch" you told me with a sleepy smile. Almost as hard to catch as pink elephants I thought to myself as I covered you with a soft blanket. Your tequila snores echoing through out the room. Blue Chickens indeed I muttered, reaching for my coffee.. Maybe I can figure out a way to write your Blue Chickens into a poem!