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[aid] => mick
[title] => CockodoodleDead
[time] => 2006-12-08 15:35:27
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[bodytext] => Alone in this small dark country, I had no friend in sight The one thing that kept me company Was my old torn kite. Early morning as my stomach woke, I marched to the yard and found one Yolk- What was I going to eat?? Then I met a "Chicken Leader" He had a barn full of meat: From Cows to Hens He was my stomach's new best friend. Years later He became a true friend One you can count on Not to let you oversleep; And WON'T steal your girl to ride-off in your jeep. "Easter morning late for Church! Where is "Chicken Leader" Who was supposed to lurch?" Straight to the barn was where I aimed ""HUH!!"" There He was Pale, and his head Chopped-Off, My Rooster friend was dead. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 141 [topic] => 43 [informant] => YonYon [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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