The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Poultry King of France

There once was a fellow named Reginald and he was a leader of an army of poultry workers living in France.  They all considered him to be so blessed that they actually gave Reginald a large wooden crown that he wore every day to work, to church and even at home.   I met Reginald when he was very young and he was busy taking care of the little chicklets that his father had in his backyard.  Reginald was a smart fellow, but I admit, Reginald was not that good at playing Chess, Backgammon or even Checkers.  This was too bad because all of the people in his church wanted to play at the least backgammon with Reginald.  Reginald was a skilled fire fly collector, however and to put off the concerns about his chess and checker lapse, he would collect fire flies and release them in church.  This fellow is very well respected in his community and he really loves to buy new incense that he can burn when he lets the fire flies go in church.  I think he is well on his way to owning a new poultry farm and surely that might be a good place to raise boa constrictors that can indeed be allowed to roam the hallways of the high school and his social halls ad lib.  That was all I remember about Reginald and I hope that he does find a way to clear up that chess, backgammon and checker playing impediment that he still likely has.  Thanks!

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