Chicken Day Out Poem by Mbusya Wa Mbusya
Chicken Day Out
He grabs me,
I quiver and grunt,
He smiles- a resemblance of grimace,
He caresses, my feathers orally
He's he salivating, really?
In a café I'm led,
With rice I'm fed,
Blankly, I'm stared,
Am I naïve?
Are they alive?
I'm bound to assume
Everybody wants me
In turn they rise,
Coz' they're wise
To have a taste of me
They propose to eat me raw
To pay a debt, I bow
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