Let's Play Chicken
"Let's play chicken!"
"Silly. We are chickens. We don't have to play at it."
"No, I mean let's run right at each other and see who chickens out first."
"Well, since we're both chickens, we should both chicken out. And we don't even have to run at each other."
"Oh, you're no fun."
"No, I'm a chicken. And so are you. What's your problem?
"I don't have a problem. I'm a chicken."
"Then you better keep laying or you'll go in the pot."
"What pot?"
"You smell that smell? Coming from the big house? That was Cheryl. Cheryl's in the pot."
"Why is Cheryl in the pot?"
"She quit laying, birdbrain."
"Takes one to know one."
"You know what? Let's play chicken after all."
"Why? We are chickens. You just said so."
"I know, but you're pissing me off."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."
"Yes you did, because you're not really a chicken."
"Yeah? Well, neither are you."
"I am too. You know why? Cause I can strut. Can you strut?"
"Sure I can strut, you dumb cluck."
"Let me see you."
"You first."
"We'll start together. On one."
"On one what?"
"What do you mean? Can't you count?"
"No, silly. I'm a chicken. Real chickens can't count. Only play chickens."
"Are you calling me a play chicken?"
"Of course I'm not. I'm a real chicken. Real chickens can't talk."
"I'm gonna take a run at you."
"C'mon, show me what you got! Let's play chicken!"
29 March 2022
Texas Jim
Prospect, Nova Scotia
www.granitecoast.ca