some people in the city
are up in arms.
they can no longer openly
raise chickens
in their yards.
how will we get fresh
eggs? they say.
these chickens are
family to us.
save our chickens.
they make signs
and get a permit to march
and protest.
they bring their
chickens with them
in wooden crates,
rolling them down
Pennsylvania avenue.
free our chickens
the signs read.
the protesters shout,
and scream,
all three of them,
all day.
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