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I put the chicken in the freezer,
it's there when you come.
We won't get to say good-bye but it's okay;
I always planned to die alone.
Our spirits and flesh have mingled;
both were good.
Take the chicken from the freezer
and please take care of my cats.
Copyright 2010 David H. Roche
keep on truckin'
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