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Viaduct? Why not a chicken?
By Joe Pivetti
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I’m chicken, I won’t play ‘possum, I won’t think that the sky is fallin’, I won’t droop like a weepin’ willow, And I won’t put my head under a pillow. I will honor my tears And rise up to face my fears. I won’t sigh and I won’t low, I won’t decry the fire down below, I won’t cringe and cower, And I won’t hide under the covers. I will let my heart quicken And my blood thicken As I take a lickin’ And call for Super Chicken. |