Why did the chicken put one claw-equipped paw in front of the next?
Why did she take matters into her own wings?— Was she feeling vexed?

Did someone get the chicken sold on the other side?— Is that why?
Did she feign to feel her heart quicken, a victim of self thereby?
Was her crossing caused by a big crash after feeling elated?
Was she always— was it just in that moment she grew frustrated?

Did she get diagnosed and chose to not live with a dying cough?
Did she get a vile text from her rooster ex?— Was he beaking off?
Did he fly the coop?— Was there a freak roost fire?— Did she lose it?
Was she stuck living in the past?— Dwelling on posttraumatic shit?

Was she tired of arguing her case?— The chicken 'fore the egg!
Did she listen to her advisors— went out there and broke a leg?
Did the hen count all her chickens— brag about them before they hatched?
Did the chicken put all her eggs in one basket?— Were they then snatched?

Was her life in tatters?— Was it fated?— Dictated by some rhyme?
Did she get a bug in the ear 'bout stew and decide her own time?
If your choices were road kill or stock, would you choose the pot or walk?
Did the chicken see some fricken things?— Header across due to shock?

Were her feathers ruffled due to bottoming the pecking order?
Was she tired of walking on eggshells?— The world untoward her?
Did she cry for help, but all the other chickens just ignored her?
Did somebody decide they wanted to eat a fresh egg today?
Did some esurient soul steal her child of tomorrow away?

Was the chicken driven to cross the road?— Forced to take that last ride?
Did the chicken, helplessly, dispatch herself to the other side?
Could the chicken not find a bird of a feather with which to flock?
Did the chicken always fail to look right?— Did she die bawking fawk?

Was the hen double-dared? Did she need to prove that she wasn't chicken?
Is there more to this allegory? Does the plot further thicken?

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