What retched hopeless pain I beseech to end
If I only I could defend
My emotions from fowl friends
Those hens poking my hart again and again !

Yet I find I can abolish them by plucking them
Yes that will show them
I will deplume there backs ahem!
And rise out of this abyss and yell out with phlegm

“You chickens can not longer stop my life goal
because I know the removal
of feathers swiftly from your laurels
will brake your pecking order of loose morals!”

And all the plucking and clucking comes to and end
Amen!