Once upon a time there lived a chicken
A chicken who crowed at the moon
At hearing its hoot, hearts would quicken
Their wolfish ways sharp and in tune
A chicken who crowed at the moon
You'd never suspect it of stealing
Their wolfish way sharp and in tune
Their thievery left one reeling
You'd never suspect it of stealing
But hunger is a powerful drive
Their thievery left one reeling
There was no other way to survive
But hunger is a powerful drive
A pail of suckers could not suffice
There was no other way to survive
Troe des pops a' gimme puffed rice!
A pail of suckers could not suffice
The birds began to squabble
Troe des pops a' gimme puffed rice!
Heads down, they started to gobble
The birds began to squabble
Amidst the rice, one spied a beetle
Heads down, they started to gobble
Ouch! The insect had a needle
Amidst the rice, one spied a beetle
At hearing its hoot, hearts would quicken
Ouch! The insect had a needle
Once upon a time, there lived a chicken
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Prompts for February 16, 2011
Take a nursery rhyme or folk tale and accessorize it with the following:
- a hungry chicken or frog
- a bucket of lollipops or needles
- a foreign accent or other peculiar way of speaking
- tag with gwwe
- publish by February 22nd for inclusion in next week's column







Comments: 8
When writing of joy or of gloom
Her poems can be cheerful,
Hilarious, tearful,
All woven like yarn on a loom.