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**** Chick In My Plate

I thought she was a **** chick,

I also thought she was true,

But she was only true to my ****

 

I remember that chicken breast,

She flaunt her legs in privy,

Now it's someone else's leg piece,

 

Someone else will devour it over,

I won't ever get that very chick,

Because it was just a quick dream.

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Written by
Atul
35 / M / Indian
Published
Aug 9, 2016
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Dreamt about an edible chicken last night.

My HP Poem #1109

©Atul Kaushal

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