The Chicken Crossed the Road Or Did It
The Chicken Crossed the Road or Did It
For centuries mankind has explored the reason why
The chicken crossed the road
They could not be satisfied, oh no
With the question that came first; what came first?
The chicken or the egg?
I guess we are cursed to analyze this one for eternity
Here are some other ideas to fathom for free;
The chicken crossed half the road
The other part was not to be
As the road to success is always under construction
The chicken was busy being born and busy dying
So it walked away crying
It became bored,tired, suicidal waiting for a bus
It went looking for a truck
It crossed to escape tyranny and other silly things
It got lost with the fog…or frog…. whatever came to be
It crossed the road solely to return
To confuse us… Was it coming or going?
There is substantial supportive evidence to suggest
It was suffering from postpartum direction
The chicken crossed the road, according to reliable sources
Other sources stated and reported
The road crossed it
I wonder what’s for dinner?
Chicken of course
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014
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