Mr Mascellani's Musings

I am taking part in the NaPoWriMo at the PFFA

Here is my effort for April 1st 2005:


Chicken

A headless chicken runs
around Uncle Bob's farmyard.
It bolts about
then it stops
drops to the ground
like a toy with batteries that are dead.

At dinner, Tommy devours a drumstick and asks:
"Uncle Bob, how can a chicken run without a head?"

Uncle Bob scoops potatoes onto his chipped blue china plate,
and says:
"Well ,what happens is…."

It's a warm evening
as warm as the apple pies Aunt Fiona used to make.