The color of your legs often = the color
of your eggs ＋ my carcass
weight total ≥ a grain portion
x might consume in her lifetime (2).
Fights break out; aggressive pecking secures
outdoor access. Some will maim you.
It is our eyes which often take the brunt----
we’re tweaked beaks all vying to become
↗ more luscious ↗ more muscled;
proportionally ⤵ less fatty. Just imagine
the end run! Can u wrap your head around
this packageable meat equation----?
The shape and texture of my breast,
dependent upon my aerobic efforts ⇒
all about this peck-a-bout yard. It’s all
about his frivolous comb. So says the rooster
standing nigh----So say the human’s petulant lies.
Speaking of the stun-gun; have I not yet died?
I squat in prep for misery. Some kill-hand
wrings my neck assuredly. After the pot shots
by cocks! O Prank Eviscerator: grab slit strip, ∞
Tomorrow, you’ll pop me in the cooker----
When I am x. Average supermarket chicken.
When I am x = $4.99/lb. GMO