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Flying Buffalo and Other Oddities

Fried chicken fingers, buffalo wings, Chicken Little stared up at the sky. One-eyed, one-horned, eating purple people, Aren’t we glad that cows don’t fly? Mother may I, hide ’n’ go seek; A green light! Go, dog, go! The owl and the kittycat went to sea With the pretty maids all in a row. French-fried frog legs minus the frog; Miss Piggy likes frog legs, too. Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam With cows jumping over the moon. Little green men from outer space, Wee leprechaun’s pot of gold prize. Why did the chicken cross over the bridge? Who waits on the other side? Little Jack Horner sat in his corner, Eating a buffalo wing snack. The Knave of Hearts stole all of the tarts (They’re stashed in the house built by Jack). Hey diddle diddle, ask me a riddle, Then give me the answer, do! If chickens have fingers then buffalo fly But monkeys belong in the zoo.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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