Great Literary Figures Answer the Age Old Question:
John Steinbeck (The Grapes of Wrath) –
There was nothing left for them back in Oklahoma. The chicken crossed the road to get the family to California.
Earnest Hemmingway (To Have and Have Not) –
A chicken alone in this world hasn’t got a chance.
Charles Bukowski (AKA the poet laureate of skid row) –
Show me that chicken. I’ll kick the chicken’s ass across the road.
Anais Nin (Delta of Venus) –
She saw the rooster strutting on the pavement, his thighs gleaming in the bright mid day sun, and she was compelled – she must cross.
Anne Rice (Interview with the Vampire) –
Yes, cross she must, though she knew his bite would send her to ecstasy, and then plunge her into eternal darkness.
William Faulkner (As I Lay Dying) -
My mother is a chicken.
Allen Ginsberg (Howl and Other Poems) –
I saw the chicken in the supermarket and couldn’t buy it with my good looks.
William Shakespeare (Hamlet) –
To cross or not to cross, that is the question. The chicken crossed the road to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.
Joseph Conrad (Heart of Darkness) –
I saw the tread marks on the chicken’s back, leaned close, and heard her cluck, “The horror! The horror!”
Robinson Jeffers (Rock and Hawk) –
A proud column stands there, where once the chicken bravely crossed the road.
Mark Twain (Public Speaking Engagement) –
The recent talk of the chicken’s demise is greatly exaggerated.