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May 2014
I once ******* a chicken, he really was quite nice.
Although he really couldn't fly, that  sweet chicken did take flight.
He was very tall and slender, rather a mind ******.
In art and craft was sometimes daft, but had a heart of gold.
Sadly irrepressible in the end, I left him cold.
I didn't want to, as he was  really rather hot.
I could pick him and bring him home and feed him lots of ***!
(C) Livvi
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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   --- and Jamie King
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