Wednesday, 29 April 2009

The Place

Working unabated, he needed food,
He was in a grumpy mood.
Leaving home, his body felt gritty.
He ran to his favorite fast food place; Chicken City.
Arriving at the door, he could have killed someone right then,
A sign on the door read, “Sorry, we’re all out of chicken.”

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