Forget the dead you've left; they will not follow you.
The vagabond who is rapping at your door, is standing in the clothes you once wore.
Took me a few seconds to get used to the harsh sound, but now I can feel how sad this song is...
Perfectly robust chickens
Run laps a lot
Pee on the garden
Leap over fences
Cock is a word for rooster
Hen is a type of chicken?
Kit kats are good
Nice chickens don't belong in the
From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines.