"Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world." James 1:27

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Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Teen Poet: CHICKEN DINNER



By Joel

Mama, don’ do it please
Don’ cook dat chicken fe dinner
We know dat chicken from she hatch
She is de only one in da batch
Dat them mongoose didn’ catch
Don’ bother cook her fer dinner

Mama don’ do it please
Don’ cook dat chicken fe dinner
Yuh mean to tell mi yuh feget
Yuh promise her to we as a pet
She not even have a chance to lay yet
An yuh going to cook her fer dinner

Mama, don’ do it please
Don’ cook dat chicken fe dinner
Don’ give Henrietta da chop
Aha tell yuh what
We could swap
We could get you another one from de shop
If yuh promise not to cook her fer dinner

Mama, me really glad yuh know
Yuh never cook Henny fer dinner
An she glad too ah bet
Oh gosh
Mi suddenly feel upset
Yuh don’ suppose is somebody pet
We eating now fer dinner?

3 comments:

Lee Smith said...

I love it! It's making me hungry.
lee

Karen said...

Lew and Mel, Tell Joel he should publish this. This is great! I can imagine how he sounds reading it!

Shannon Pate said...

That poem was too cute!! Love, Shannon