Chicken Feed

Whenever life gets a bit out of whack and takes a different path
and when we just can't decide whether we should cry or laugh
When we have a worse day than the very worst day we've had
and we can't decide between sad, bad, glad or mad......

Well, don't despair.....you have a purpose...so shed your weary load
Contemplate the deeper things........like why the chicken crossed the road

Does anyone know why he did, I mean what was in the chicken's head?
Why did he cross the road and not just stay on that one side instead?
This has been bugging me for years and I'm sure it has been bugging you.
Why did that damn chicken decide to do what he did do?

And does anyone know what road that chicken was crossing anyhow?
Or why the chicken crossed the road and not a cow?
And was he a Canadian, American, European or third-world chicken
was he even a he? Was he a she? Was he scrawny or was he 'finger-lickin'

Did that chicken cross the road in the day or wait until night
How many feathers did he have and how many of those were white?
Was the road busy or was it just one of those little country paths
Was it a meaty chicken? Did the chicken have muscular calves?

Did the chicken have blue eyes and did he have 20/20 vision?
How long did he spend contemplating his decision?
Did that chicken ever pick his nose? Do chickens fart?
Was he a scientific chicken or was he more into art?

Was that chicken a scorpio or was that chicken a cancer?
Did the chicken have two left feet or was he a blue-grass dancer?
How old was the chicken and how long did it take him to cross
Could he have been a funny chicken or was he rather cross?

What was the deal with the chicken, does anyone out there know?
When he got to the other side, from there where did he go?
Let's all take a day to figure out the chicken's why, how, where and when!
Wait-a while ago I had a problem.........Now what was that problem again?