HI ITS ME AGAIN. TIME FOR SOME POETRY 

    i scratch scratch scratch in my own dirt patch
    i root root around in the chicken pound
    sunday goose on a wednesday night
    and a gravy boat that pours just right
    twilight starscape wiith pork sprite
    its my hen night tonight
    ladies and gentlemen LETS EAT
    WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE
    I will be Riding my motorcycle into the sun
    Suckling pouch of capri sun