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A 'Chicken' One Can Milk
A ‘Chicken’ One Can Milk! A ‘Chicken’ One Can Milk! Known fact, Hindus believe that no cow should get eaten, that milk is enough, and their flesh should not sweeten our tongues (grace a stew)! Let me not steer you wrong! We more thrive who eat COOKED meat, are less vegetarian. God’s the ‘mistake’ (that our teeth all EVOLVED to PLANNED niche)? Who loves chicken-laid eggs (poached, boiled, scrambled) but would ditch Kentucky Fried Chicken? Is this a sectarian war or a question of whose a*s gets grilled? Why flee pleasure for prejudice? Not that I wish to offend, but how sacred can this be, meat’s whim or a Godsend? Some may think that I’ve already milked this past season, my plea, we breed cows to lay eggs (is this treason?) breed chickens with t**s (we can milk) and give midgets employment, beyond astronautics (small minds use less fuel, more bang for the buck) and cash saved feeds the poor (or enriches the wealthy)? No lobby for deer, door to barn left wide open; improvements don’t coalesce that we can squander? Do Buck horns fail, surrogates pawned off on China while Trump swills ground rhino horns? Lord, grant us notions or potions, with ‘COVID,’ we’re so bored! Brian Johnston 21st of July in 2020 Poet’s Notes: Blame Bri Edwards, ‘THE postal poet’ of Poemhunter.com notoriety whose friendship (even with retirement) drives me to such excesses!
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