Welcome Home
23 April, 2003
Author: Lorene
Welcome home there RevDuckett
I want chicken dumplings for my supper.
You gotta come over and bring a bucket
I got a chicken that needs a-plucking.
Need HOT water, and a great big tub,
Wring his neck, and drain the blood.
Pick them feathers and swinge the hair,
kind of nasty but I don't care.
This is country and thats how we do it..
Need no experince, and have no permit,
make some dumplings ,eat like kings,
You can eat, but only the wings!
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| KitKatrina (68.116.64.38) -- Tuesday, August 12 2003, 07:01 pm Different, but I really enjoyed it. Very fun and playful to me. Good job! |
| Ben (67.122.249.16) -- Tuesday, August 12 2003, 07:49 pm Oh, boy, I could taste those yummy dumplings and chicken. What a very tasty poem this is, Lorene! And you put the reverend to work, too! Ha! Ha! Tasty and funny at the same time, but not funny tasting! Thanks! |
| Meridian Z. (152.163.252.104) -- Saturday, February 14 2004, 08:35 pm I think it's a good time to eat lunch now before I starve, now that I read your poem about chicken. Meridian Z. |
| heidi (60.231.58.45) -- Tuesday, September 13 2005, 08:29 am whats with it |
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