Chickens strut their stuff
on the wall or on the cage—
all the world’s a stage!
Anne on the coop, Margaret on the wall, Victoria on the ground
Another in the chicken haiku series for those who supported Raleigh Review‘s scholarship fund.
Take a bow, Harry! 🙂
Karin S. Wiberg 
Are u sayin’ I’m a CHICKEN, Wiberg? 🙂 Well, I’ve been called worse. Nice hearing from you. I’d been meaning to send you a note but you preempted my strike with the latest chicken haiku! Always a pleasure. Anyway, thanks and I’ll be keeping in touch. Let me know how much if anything you can contribute to the next UnVine’d reading … I think you said you could be there but not in a featured role. Which is fine with me. Although of course I’ll miss you being my cohort. (Cohort. Strange word. There is, as far as I know, no such thing as a hort, but there is for some reason a cohort. Hmmm.) Anyway, will check out your other email. Weekend is winding down all too fast as they always do, even one this long. Thanks for the haiku! Harry
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