Chickens Poems

To No One in Particular on the Unofficial HOA, Regarding Chickens: aka Weaponizing a Metaphor

here’s your plaque:
best in uniformity & public shaming.

no rooster crows without committee review.
no similes unless they match the mulch.

you scratch the dirt,
then vote on who gets corn-fed
when there's plenty to go around.

not every poem is a zoning dispute,
and I'm hard pressed to name anyone here
an expert in the field. get over yourselves. 

she left. 
what

TACO! - Trump Always Chickens Out

The MAGA people sing this song, TACO, TACO!
They love to babble all day long, O-TACO-tay!
Who's the chump who chickens out? TACO, TACO!
Who's the POTUS who's gonna pout? O-TACO-tay!

Gonna pout all night,
gonna pout all day.
I'll bet my money he's gonna pout;
might as well stay away.

The press secretary and the dim VP, TACO, TACO!
Told what to say

4 Chickens: A Survival Story

It seemed to happen in a flash.
Our movements were rash.
Behind the breakfast bar
With scraps of potato hash.
Our webbed little feet
Stuck in a muddy mash.
Scores of us slip-slapping up the alley
Unabashed, with feathers
Mucked and thrashed
Finally on the road and--boom! Crash!
Linda was blindsided, 
Some trucker with a stash.
There were eight of us now
Headed for a small pond

Cross-Eyed Chickens

There's nothing funnier than a cross-eyed chicken
With legs the size of your arm
The Chicken Emporiums would sure love to know 
The name of this progressive farm

Aside from the unnerving cross-eyed feature
The implications are really immense
Imagine a leg on your plate so humongous
You wouldn't know where to commence

The cross-eyed feature might cause some concern
If the patrons

WHORES AND DIVINE CHICKENS

Until we came to live in Madrid
We lived with my parents in Vallelado from Segovia
Where my parents had a henhouse
On the outskirts of town
On the left bank of the Arroyo del Horcajo
Sheltered by Cerro de la Bodeguilla.
Vallelado is known nationwide
For its famous "white garlic"
And because all its fellow villagers have
"One ear on each side."
My mother,

chickens commit hara kiri

Those chickens commit harra-kiri daily said Nan
Of free-range livestock with beaks, she was not a great fan
How do they do it? Asked her cousin curious Scar
Easy; they run out in the road, in front of my car

Chickens

Chickens

Much better things to use chickens for are: 
waiters, school crossing 
monitors, paper 
weights, door 
stoppers, getting us 
soda cans, handing us 
toilet paper, mowing the 
lawns, changing channels on the 
TV, washing cars, reading to 
us before we go to 
bed.

for luck

(a university-life vignette)

It’s a Friday night, Leong and I are at a small restaurant close to the dorm called “Ordinary.” We’re in a cozy, pleasantly dark, little red booth—waiting for Lisa—who’s running late. This is Leong’s favorite bar and her taste in exotic drinks is labile—tonight she has us drinking ‘Maker’s Mark,’ a delicious, straight-up

Chicken -- after Harry Nilsson

Me and my chicken 
Won't take a lickin'
Whenever he crows
Everyone knows it's
Me and my chicken.

Me and my chicken
Our hearts are tickin'
Cluckin' and pickin'
Here in the thicken 
We keep on kickin'

Me and my chicken
Rooster and wiccan
You be awestricken
Your heart will quicken
For me and my chicken. 

Why Chickens Can't Snore

Have you ever pondered why chickens can't snore
Or why elephants can't jump four feet off the floor
Chickens don't have noses
In fact they don't have toesies
And if an elephant could jump, it would destroy the decor

Clucking Hypocrisy

Chickens aim so high.
Aha! That's what I thought too,
When I hear you cluck.

Love the Chickens

Some chicks
We bought to nest.

Out of them
As they grew up
Three are roosters, 
Started crowing.

My wife and I
tending them so fair
our hearts now filled with pain,
to think they'd be slain.

"In coop and yard,
there they dwell.
Eggs we can eat and sell, 
roosters will crow at dawn",
I told my wife.

Why Chickens Can't Snore

Have you ever pondered why chickens can't snore
Or why elephants can't jump all four feet off the floor
Chickens don't have noses
In fact they don't have toesies
If elephants could jump it would destroy the decor

Chickens, Bananas, and Coconuts

What a lovely bunch! Or is that bananas?
I think the term is cluster. But isn’t that chickens?
No, that’s a peep, as in, don’t make one.

If I don’t make a peep, will I become a Silent One?
If I Speak(s) Volumes will I cluck like a cluster of chickens? 
If I do, will I be thought crazy

Why Chickens Can'T Snore

Have you ever pondered why chickens can't snore
Or why elephants can't jump all four feet off the floor
Chickens don't have noses
In fact they don't have toesies
And if an elephant could jump, it would destroy the decor

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