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 Prairie
Chicken is your name.
Why do folks flay that old name game.
Surely and definitely you are not.
A chicken's ways you were not taught
A chicken offers tender morsels and yummy,
You are stringy, tough, flesh needing an iron tummy.
Hunter's torment your peaceful being.
Prairie fires menace eggs and wing.
To survive you have had no chicken's heart.
Only tenacity, intuition and determination's part.
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