Sitting quitely in the cinema,
Not a sound,
Save the drama of the film,
And the munching of popcorn,
I think to my self,
Which will do no harm,
Of the day i spent on a chicken farm.
Pecking noisely in there pen,
Lots of sound,
Save the still calm,
As they swallowed there food,
I think to myself now,
Sitting here harmoniously,
that pocorn and chicken are great at KFC!
Nick Hilton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/popcorn-chicken/
