There's chickens in Brownsville
just wantin' to be free
Visits all the neighbors
eatin' a lot grass was told to me
Diggin' up the flowers
Workin' up the soil
Chickens like to be moving
It's like their kinda toil
Theres chickens in Brownsville
Jumpin' from the tree down on the green
Eatin' up the ducks chow
keepin them mighty lean
Yes chickens free in Brownsville
No need to call the 'man'
Its only what chickens do for fun
It's all a part of the 'masta's' plan
Chickens are on the scape(chicken)goat
Let's just talk neighbor man y man
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Old enough to say what I want and need.Sweet old man with "miles to go before I sleep". Cured in aged sprits and smoked just right. "It's alright Ma,I'm only thinking". I love peace as having tried WAR. Equal oppertunity man so to speak. Also, ALL ART AND POETRY IS COVERED UNDER COPYRIGHT LAWS. All pieces created by artist/poet and owner of this "Blog Spot-BlackCoffee Jazz.
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- longjonblu
- Pecos, New Mexico, United States
- I am a Vietnam vet,father of 4,poet and damn fine person if I do say so myself. Well traveled but miles to travel before I sleep.
1 comment:
I loved the chickens' eating the ducks' feed. I have no chickens, only ducks, but they eat everything around the place. Including ticks it seems.
Your photos are really nice.
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