Best Hen Party Poems

hen party
                walk of shame

             your worth in eggs


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The nose feels always sweet from the steams of the lower order
happiness and contentment fill the pages of their folders
still afford basic needs, though with hands quite weak
match the affluent’s gatherings with a barbecue every week
not nearly rich, yet their freedom is a showpiece
a community...

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We're grouped together ready to party 
just standing around waiting for the coach.
Not a stag do exactly, just us men.
Before you ask, it wasn't fancy dress.
A football Friday night out for a drink,
one or two, possibly looking for sex. 
 
I certainly wasn't looking for...

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The Avian Flu is over.
Time for a change of scene.
The barn doors slowly open.
We feel comforted by the green.

Us chicks will have adventures.
We'll slurp some slimy things.
We'll cluck along in unison
With the choir that has wings.

We'll nestle in long chunks of grass.
Shadows will cool us...

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Oh no, I can’t do it here!
     And my feathers are a mess!
Can’t a clucker have a little privacy?

I don’t know about the rest of you 
     but I can’t just pop out egg after egg
like I’m...

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