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Chicken Poem
- Dr. Suess Style
Would you, could you cross the street
On your two small chicken feet?
I would not, could not cross the street
On my two small chicken feet.
Across the road I will not scram
Even though a fowl I am.
Would you cross it in Japan
To flee Godzilla and Rodan
Not in Japan
Godzilla and Rodan
I would not, could not cross the street
On my two small chicken feet.
Across the road I will not scram
Even though a fowl I am.
Would you cross the road and cluck
And jump to avoid the speeding truck?
Not with a cluck
to avoid a truck
Not in Japan
Godzilla and Rodan
I would not, could not cross the street
On my two small chicken feet
Across the road I will not scram
Even though a fowl I am.
Would you hop across the road
As though you were a garden toad?
Not across the road
as though a toad
Not with a cluck
to avoid a truck
Not in Japan
Godzilla and Rodan
I would not could not cross the street
On my two small chicken feet.
Across the road I will not scram
Even though a fowl I am.
Would you cross it in the night
Lit by passing car headlight?
Not in the night
With car headlight
Not across the road
As though a toad
Not with a cluck
To avoid a truck
Not in Japan
Godzilla and Rodan
I would not could not cross the street
On my two small chicken feet.
Across the road I will not scram
Even though a fowl I am.
Please dear chicken give it a try
For across the road you can not fly.
Alright! Alright! I'll give it a try
For it is true, chickens can't fly.
Hey! It's not bad, infact it's neat!
I truly love to cross the street.
Across the road I LOVE to scram.
I cross the road, a fowl I am.
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