I like to look at cutely-captioned critters on the internet and then write silly limericks to complement the photos.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

ICHC Limerick: Fowl Don't Fly





















Cooped up ‘mongst the parsley and sage
Lived a chicken who longed for the stage.
She practiced each night
And her dreaming took flight
While she slept, grounded, locked in her cage.



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