O my feathery friend,
Some wicked mans hands,
Have grasped your throat,
That Jack the Ripper,
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Hi Nick...yes...this put a morning smile on my face. I thank you. Now...somewhere, today, I must pick up some chicken nuggets...or perhaps some golden, crisp fried chicken...or perhaps....see...ya got me going... Lare Austin
This being my first experience of the Hilton Odes, I have to say - it's put a grin on my face!
Nick, my boy, you really must stop. You're beating this (hilarious) theme into the ground.
Nick, you continue to write brilliant poems. After reading your poems on Chickens, I think I am going to turn vegetarian - not even eggs!