Run, chicken, run
With your head a none
It’s not much fun
Run, chicken, run
So keep your head
You’re not yet dead
Run, chicken, run
No cages around
To keep you bound
Run, chicken, run
One egg a day
Then out to play
Run, chicken, run
Grass and grain
No steroids or pain
Run, chicken, run
Feathers and plumes
Life’s not doomed
Run, chicken, run
Not very smart
But being chicken’s an art
So run, chicken, run
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