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Talking During Dinner

from Requiem by Dick Turner

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Talking During Dinner

The say the end is coming soon
And we’ll go up in smoke
And that will be the punchline
To the Cosmic Joke
They say it’s written in the stars
You can read our fate
And the constellations say
The hours getting late
Sometimes I think we’re chickens
Going peck peck peck
Till the farmer grabs ahold
And he breaks our neck
Meanwhile we’re
staring through the fence
As we run around
And we dream our chicken dreams
Think chicken thoughts profound
“Who you calling chicken!
I’m just the same as you
I’mnot afraid of anything
I’ve read the same books, too!”
You said I’d find a title
In your family background
And when you go to sleep at night
Your pillow’s filled with down…
Had wine during dinner
Just a few nights back
I think we were the lucky ones
When the wishbone cracked
We’re living in a henhouse
Filled with smiles and tears
We beat our wings while we dance
To the Music of the Spheres.

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from Requiem, released December 10, 2017

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