That Little Fryer

Inspired by and dedicated to Sara Kendrick and her poem "Chicken" I once had a chicken Came out of his egg kick-in' He was the strangest thing , I've ever seen This chicken had two necks but he only had one head I'm guess-in' that's why he was so mean I wasn't 'till much later That a Chef asked the waiter To go buy some chickens, at my farm So I told him, as far as chickens HE, should do the pick-in' So he grabbed-up the fryer, in his arms Although it was some trouble He saw his profits double Figure-in' to buy one and get one free The Chef was really please As he took that bird with ease Then turned-up the stove a few degrees He gave the bird a whack, And there was a sudden thwack As that little fryer's head, hit the floor He thought he had struck gold When he started to unfold Seeing that the bird, had offered more Two gizzards and three livers Is what this bird delivered And the Chef thought this made a darn good start But further on inspection There was a sad detection The poor little Fryer had no heart So I've learned, Not to be mean Or you'll end up a cuisine So, be nice and kind from the very start Even if you're bless, Having more than the all rest Don't be a little Fryer with no heart