8:20am Friday March 5th... Loonsville strikes

{Inspiration can strike at the most inordinate moments... such as this.. and here i was bemoaning the fact that i couldnt rhyme anymore.. :) hehehe... Fars...}

Hen Ben

Aaaaaaand... there was once a farmer
who had a little hen
i know its kinda funny
but the chicken's name was ben
the chicken liked to roost
although it was a dame
and it liked to quarrel
which was a little lame
the farmer was a man
and so a wee bit slow
but since ben was a hen
he didnt quite know
how to make ben behave
in lady like demeanor
until his funny ass girlfriend
decided they should train her
so started the dilemmna
of where should ben reside
a proper finishing school
on which they could decide
our hen ben had other plans
which included forsaking the farmer
big plans small plan moot point
he just took off with all she cud garner
yes yes i see
we are confused
the whole hen ben
has us bemused

whats really put me in a pickle
is not the start or the middle
its how this wondrous story should end
its directionless and somehow offends

so go ahead and give your views
in four lines or less mind you
of the ultimate fate of hen ben
we can call it a day then....

--- An unfinished verse

*If inspiration strikes you... which is a rare possibility... leave it in the comments...

:) Princess of the GemWorld

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