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Thy Last Word
(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Thy Last Word

Poem By Aian Jhay Palen

AND...
The winner is,

The winner IS...
Drumroll please!

The Winner...
IS,
The chicken.

'Whew.
That's a relief.
Sir?
There are a multiple array,
Of choice chicken.
Which chicken won,
As the best chicken to be served...
In the halls of our illustrious government.
Was it the fried? '

No.
But,
You are close.

'Oh?
So it was the baked.'

Nooo...
But you don't know how close you're getting.

'OH?
Well.
It just has to be the Bar-b-qued?
That's great news.
We were so afraid,
Our representatives would choose...'

The General TSO?
That's the one selected.
AND...
There will be free cooking lessons,
And recipes for all!
With immediate language lessons added,
To boot!
We are so tremendously happy,
To make this announcement.
Our economy,
Has been officially saved!
We've been blessed.

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