Li and the Dressed Chicken

I am Li from the East Not the the martial artist I am half-Asian Raised in Appalachian I love to cook Selling in any nook I push and pull a cart Honest from the bottom of my heart I cook street food Spook and hook so good I fry squid balls, chicken and krill Or saute soft meat and grill I play as I cook And can tell stories out of the book Just watch me and listen after I shook I can also say how you look. Have you heard the story Of the dressed chicken in Hickory?... A brood of chicken, a century ago Arrived on the shore after crossing the briny sea of Santiago It's a place in Chile A land of beauty and wonders of simile Around four hundred sixty-nine birds gathered Different ones, condor-fathered Big and small sizes like baguettes Greeted the flock of chicken as nuggets Chickens as birds with colored feathers Envied for their tiny feathers One chicken was asked, "Why are you dressed when basked?" "Your question is not funny... It is an irony!" The chicken said with a broken heart Inside its chest is a burning heart Adding, "Dressed is when I get decapitated Breathless and emaciated." "Oh, that's hideous!" Said the greeter so conscious. "What else do you want to know?...," Asked the chicken who was mocked with blow. "Nothing more," said the greeter "Sorry for being a tweeter!" Now you know the story Of the dressed chicken in Hickory! Dressed chicken from anywhere From Santiago to everywhere.