A Chicken Who Competed
We all made fun of their swimming champ.
Ate KFC beside him, fingers damp.
He won every race.
Putting us in our place.
We mailed him off to Colonel Sander’s Camp.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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