Ghost Chickens In the Sky
A chicken farmer went out
One dark and dreary day
He rested by the coop
As he went along his way
When all at once a rotten egg
Hit him in the eye
It was the sight he dreaded...
Ghost chickens in the sky
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Ghost chickens in the sky....
The farmer had raised chickens
Since he was twenty-four
Been workin' for the Colonel
Some thirty years or more
Raisin' all those chickens
Then sending them to fry
Now they want revenge...
Those chickens in the sky.
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Ghost chickens in the sky....
Their beaks were black and shiny,
Their eyes a-burnin' red
They had no meat or feathers,
These chickens were all dead
They picked the farmer up
And he died by the claw
They cooked him extra crispy...
And ate him with coleslaw
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Ghost chickens in the sky....
6 comments:
i worry about you sometimes!
jen xx
I WAS thinking about trying that new honey coated KFC, not now!
I have to keep coming back to check out the ticket dispenser - I got number 900 today and I want to be 1000.
Ah - but it's finger lickin' good!
Admit it Jen. You love my randomness.
Hahahaha, that reminds me of the Dumbo bit...
"I seen all that too
I seen a peanut stand
And heard a rubber band
I seen a needle that winked its eye
But I've been, done, seen about everything
When I see Ghost Chickens in the Sky."
But just to be sociable, I'll take your word!
HURRAH!
* knock knock *
Damn.
* ring ring *
No?
* flash flash *
Ah, yes! Caroline, it's your blog calling!
Dammit!!! I'm 1004!! I wanted to be 1000 - thought I might get a trip to a chocolate factory or something :(
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