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Chicken Skin And Bone

When the chicken starved to death
Was nothin' left but bone and thin
You gave me the chicken bone
And you kept the chicken skin

When you fed it to the neighbors dog
He looked at me like you were nuts
That woman's completely crazy
Spoke the eyes of the hungry mutt

When that chicken starved to death
Times were getting rib-cage thin
You fed me a chicken bone
And made a mask from chicken skin

When you showed it to the neighbor's dog
The tail began to wag the mutt
This woman's completely crazy
Eager eyes say he knows your nuts

Rapscallions, rakes, and rascals
Been there myself a time or two
The loony bin won't dare let in
One half as bats as you

Give him skin when he wanna bone
Toss bone when you want to flirt
Lift his leg up on your roses
Dig in your rubbish for dessert

You never wanted any man
You couldn't keep on a leash
Take a good long look at this butt
See a tail growing out of me?

He buries bones in your backyard
Loves the taste of chicken skin
Let him sleep under your porch
He'll lick you when you let him in

Water rises to its level
Skin and bone, mistress, and hound
The mutt's the completely crazy one
'Cause he keeps on coming back around

Alkies, addicts, drunks and junkies
Been there myself a time or two
The loony bin won't dare let in
One half as bats as you

 © John Kennan 2014
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