It was not a good day for the chickens
So I did not get

I was feeling sorry for them

Their little naked bodies and
their scrawny little necks

It seemed like a good reason
to tell

Rather than admit that I forget

It was not on the list
The list I did not have or make

I talked about it yesterday
I think they must have heard

So they started looking pitiful
Those naked little birds.

Trying not to cry
I just walked away

I will just have to buy them
Buy them another day.