Mark Spencer Poet Rhyme

Who Stole My Piece of Chicken

I fried up a platter of chicken,
And served it fer supper last night.
The family ate all but one piece,
Which I saved for my snack tonight.

When I got to the fridge, it was empty,
What in the hell is going on???
There’s an empty carton of milk!
But my piece of chicken is gone!

Now, who stole my piece of chicken???
Someone’s got some ‘splainin’ to do!
Don’t move till I get some answers!
I think there’s a thief among you!

I wanna see everyone’s teeth!
Mama take yours outta the jar!
And Owen, for you I mean tooth.
This time, someone’s gone too far!

Last time I checked, this was my house!!
Owen, sit your chunky butt down!!!
That was MY dang piece of chicken!!
Now somebody’s runnin’ to town!

I been craving chicken all day!
Don't make me kick you out that door!!
Just get on down to the Coronal
And get me a bucket of four!

And Owen, don’t forget the biscuits!
Or your butt, I will be kickin’!
I hope you’ve learned your lesson boy!
Don’t mess with a man’s piece of chicken!!!

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Joe Inka February 16, 2011 at 9:22 PM hahahahahaha. I live alone now, but I remember the days of losing my chicken too. U must'v been really craving it for it to have spawned this master"piece" well done

Robert Pettit February 16, 2011 at 8:07 PM You have another very witty write here! People on this site tend to avoid reading the longer poems. With this one, they don't know what they are missing. Kudos to you again.