NaPM April 12 2016

[milo]

It’s time to leave and she can’t find her keys
And now she’s been replaced by a crazed chicken
With flapping wings, a burst of feathers, she pleas,
“It’s time to leave!” And she can’t find her keys
She squawks that I’m no help which guarantees
That any chance of helping has been stricken.
It’s time to leave and she can’t find her keys
And now she’s been replaced by a crazed chicken.