CHICKENS IN THE CATHEDRAL.

The man died
And they said he was a good man,
So touched was I that I had to attend his funeral.
Inside the Cathedral-
The piano playing sonorously with several voices singing along.
From my eyes each little tears dropped;
The dark shade covered and the handkerchief helped too.
His wife, the woman with the most hugs,
Sat in front drowning in tears with her life saver no more.
And so did the women behind, with a chicken each.
It was time to pay the last respect
And so did everyone stand up with memories of this good man as they bowed.
The women with the chicken in hand recounted in tears as they took their turn.
It was said in this village that the women with the chicken were his concubines.
Finally, the unknown secrets of this good man was finally revealed at death;
As over forty chickens were recorded in the Cathedral.

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