I am a chicken,
No longer a chick,
And man it was fun,
To hear life click.
It's time to move on,
Leave it all to the past.
Being a child is gone,
And yes,
It happened fast.
Would I ever stay young?
I don't think so.
But ask me if I'll forget,
I'll say,
"CLUCK NO."
YOU ARE READING
CLUCK NO
PoetryA collection of both emotional and humorous poems about growing up and other frustrating parts of life that'll sound alright in your head, but just plain stupid out loud. !!!WARNING!!! This is not a compilation of chicken poems.
