Starved To Death
My truck is almost full
of birds , that have risked
their last migration
for a journey to the planet mercury.
So fell from the sky
a ton of fried chickens.
I won't have to swing my fork
in the stars,
nor to plant my fingers
in the electrical socket,
there will still be some time
before I starved to death.
RC
initially written in french
- Mon camion est presque plein
d'oiseaux qui se sont risqués
dans leur dernière migration
pour la planète mercure.
Ainsi, est tombé du ciel
une tonne de poulets frits.
Je n'aurai pas à balancer ma fourche
dans les étoiles,
ni à planter mes doigts
dans la prise électrique,
il se passera encore un peu de temps
avant que je ne meure de faim.
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