For more poetic chickens, see Poultry Poetry. For more chickens crossing roads, see last year’s Chicken Crossing Week.
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Wow! Zen chickens. Who’d have thought poultry could be so profound?
(Somewhere there’s a pun here, having to do with roads and Rhode Island Reds, but it’s way too early for me to find it.)
I’m diggin’ it man.
Wow. That’s deep. My pet chicken is sitting here speechless. He didn’t realize that there is no road.
It’s almost exestensialist neo–platonism…
but which came first? The chicken or the road (within)?
Dear smudge,
Ah, grasshopper. For the road to be WITHIN, first must come the chicken, for otherwise there would be no within to be in.
that is awesome on so many levels 🙂
Not chicken haiku,
Close but just not quite correct
Cross the road again.
Suggested title:
“I’m sorry Mr. Motorist, but I seem to have gotten my guts on your tire”
thought:
if Mr.Stinky wrote poetry, would it be purr verse?
Hilarious!! And in all honesty, a great poem too.
I guess if this was part of “the Matrix” the line would go like “there is no road, it’s only your mind that crosses…”