Teeth and Ears
Flackmoth chuckles when he hears
chickens have neither teeth nor ears.
Nothing strange about that, he said?
“I’m nearly deaf now and in a few years
I expect no tooth left in my head.
Deaf and toothless chickens will still push
eggs, if they’re lucky, through their tush
whereas mine will only provide an outlet
for the same old crap, forget an omelette!
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2024
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