Joseph Matose Poet Couplet

From the Lips of Chicken

From The Lips of Chicken


Hear how a chicken weeps
On its curved lips...

There and then it quacks
As its way it pecks

From Farm to the Plot
‘Fore falling into a pot:

“Apart from my racy feather
“Dangling on my leather

“Have I any other role
“Except being eaten whole?!”

JM


11th Oct’ 2013

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Christine Phillips October 13, 2013 at 2:32 AM Oh dear me poor chicken waiting for the pot.Hmmm isn't the chicken the most globally eaten meat? A very funny and humorous poem. Joseph Matose October 13, 2013 at 7:37 AM Hie Christine. Thanks for dropping by. Chicken, chicken, chicken; wings, feets, drum sticks and all and so man recipes too- Italian, Chinese, Cantonese etc. And vitamins for growth to quickly grease the pot! Your friend, JM

Just That Archaic Poet October 11, 2013 at 2:17 PM Clever. Clever and witty and just plain awesome. I love your use of words; your style is so unique; sometimes I find myself being jealous of your work, and when I am jealous, then I know it's an impressive piece. Kudos, my friend :) Joseph Matose October 12, 2013 at 2:35 AM Archaic!!!!! A JOLLY GOOD FELLOW. THANKS FOR YOUR TACK..JM