Chicken Tenders

I read, "Chicken tenders wanted," "Experience with ranch will help!" This I was sure, must be ordained That's what I eat them with myself! As soon as I walked through that door The smell hit, like a sack of rocks Feathers were flying everywhere She said, "Remove your shoes and socks" I asked, "Why, where are the tenders" She said, "You are the chicken tender!" Then one pecked me on the ankle And I yelled out, "I surrender!" She said, "Quick grab it!" so I did Hopping to improve my chances We were both flopping and flapping Like two demented chicken dancers To much, too soon, too confusing To me, it all seemed too complex She said, "You'll have to roll with it" You'll never guess what I did next!