Poetry: Chickens

Naming Chickens

If you name your chickens

you’ll never cut off their head

‘Cause you’ll never put mash potatoes

next to anything called Fred

You’ll never shake –n – bake

good ‘ol Mary Lou

And you won’t make chicken – n – dumplings

when Ellies in the stew

You’ll never have down pillows

or a feather tick

‘Cause your never gonna’ pluck

a critter you call Rick

You’ll never have chicken salad

if Cluckie's in the mix

And no more chicken tacos

if Speckles is the fix

No more chicken pot pie

when Waddles under crust

No chicken enchiladas

if you’re wrapping Russ                                                         

There ain’t no chicken sandwich                         

if Nelly is the fill                                                            

No more deep fried chicken                                         

if you have to batter Bill                                                              

There’s so many tasty things                                    

that poultry can provide                                                    

Far beyond the egg                                                          

hidden underneath their hide                                                        

So don’t go naming chickens                                       

if for these things you long                                            

Unless you’re settin’ up                                                 

a chicken retirement home