Barbecued Chicken

By Anna C., Lincoln Park Words@Play Program
Poems That's Weird, Grandma

If you ever run into
a piece of barbecued chicken
run away as fast as you can to China.
If you get tired on the way
take a plane. If they give it to
you on the plane, start a food
fight. It will be fun. Just
make sure no one throws it
back at you. Then get off the
airplane and make hotel reservations.
Enjoy China, but remember
barbecued chicken is evil.