Wicker Chickens
Wicker chickens
Trembling at the wire fence
Building up their courage
Until they can attack my home
With such tremendous wicker power
As to render my humble cloth defenses
Completely useless and antiquated
Like cast iron chickens were once the age of
Wicker
Arrived, bringing with it modernity
And splendor
And a haze of wicker dust that settled in our skies
And coated our households with the miracle of wicker
Yes, those were great times
Wicker vapors saturating the air
Cast iron doodads chucked into the street
Like the common, useless trash that they were
Who needs iron when you have the miracle of wicker?
Wicker macaroni followed
Wicker cheese which followed
Wicker diamonds which followed
Wicker milk.
And all was well.
But those wicker chickens
Man, they’re nothing but trouble
I’m telling you.
Keep them away from your lipstick!