The piggy just ate chicken
he might turn to a hen
one chicken a day
he own't be able to play
his dream went out the door
when he ate that chicken
only pooped about six times
he never made a rhyme
He was gonna eat more chicken
he was gonna be a hen
he was gonna wiggle his bootie
but then he had to die
that little chicken, is now the enemy
the farmer looked at his life
nothing went alright
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the chicken, the hen
way after he pooped
there was puking and barfing
and sometimes constipation
the two pigs
in his pen
told him he would die
but even though he's dead
he still
loves that
little chicken