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Chicken on the carousel (Day 19)

Sun brighten
A chicken spins around on a carousel
with unquestionable joy.
Round and round it goes.
heat radiate over its skin.
It spins near vegetable patch and rice field.

In a window from a distance,
Someone look out. Intrigued.
they survey the area.
Chicken doesn’t know what to do.
Just sits back and enjoys the ride.

Ding.
Microwave chimes.
open the door.
pull out the TV dinner.
Stir together the chicken, rice and vegetables. Punch in 2 more minutes.
This will be the final ride.