100 WC week 29


                       The walking Cock.

My chicken coop mysteriously burned down one very unfortunate night. All of the chickens died in the fire that burned down the chicken coop. Among the dead was my most favorite pet chicken named George. So sadly I had to take the chickens to the cemetery to be buried. Suddenly at that moment I heard a "Bock!". And out of the dirt rose a rotten crimson roasted chicken wing. I shouted and  for help but none heard me as fifty dead chickens pecked me. So I frantically dashed across the misty covered graveyard heading toward the entrance. I tripped; I knew I was already dead.

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