My Chicken’s On the Internet
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From the book The Tighty-Whitey Spider
My chicken’s on the Internet.
She surfs the web all day.
I’ve tried to stop her browsing
but, so far, there’s just no way.
She jumps up on the mouse
and then she flaps around like mad
to click on every hyperlink
and every pop-up ad.
She plays all sorts of chicken games.
She messages her folks.
She watches chicken videos
and forwards chicken jokes.
She writes a blog for chickens
and she uploads chicken pics.
She visits chicken chat rooms
where she clucks about her chicks.
I wouldn’t mind so much
except my keyboard’s now a wreck.
She hasn’t learned to type yet;
she can only hunt and peck.
— Kenn Nesbitt
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Reading Level: Grade 3
From the Book The Tighty-Whitey Spider
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