Nick Hilton

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Nick Hilton Poems

1. Tired 3/2/2005
2. A Sudden Ending 10/3/2005
3. The Temperature Of Sin 10/4/2005
4. My Friend 10/4/2005
5. Bare 8/22/2005
6. Armchair President 3/22/2005
7. Www.Poemhunter.Com 3/22/2005
8. Cruel 8/9/2005
9. Trash 8/9/2005
10. When They'Re Gone 8/9/2005
11. Mighty 8/9/2005
12. Trance 8/21/2005
13. It Pains Me Too Say 8/21/2005
14. Rules 8/21/2005
15. Horror 8/21/2005
16. This Poem Is About... 12/21/2005
17. Holding On For Nothing 12/22/2005
18. Irrevocoble Utopia 12/22/2005
19. Gently Stir Me, Pacific 1/4/2006
20. A Chicken Afraid Of The Dark 1/14/2006
21. Are We Blinded? 1/14/2006
22. Not Alive 1/20/2005
23. Sailing Away On A Gravy Boat 1/28/2006
24. A Chicken Is Not Just For Christmas 1/28/2006
25. The Chicken Martyr 1/28/2006
26. 'Tis Bird Flu My Friend 1/28/2006
27. Stop Me From Crying 1/28/2006
28. For Dany 1/28/2006
29. Los Plomos 1/29/2006
30. Breakfast At Accesorize 1/29/2006
31. In The Space Of A Second 1/29/2006
32. The Illegal (Chicken) Immigrant 1/29/2006
33. Off The Pace 2/6/2006
34. My Hand In A Photocopier 2/12/2006
35. Riddley Thing-Points For Guessing What It Is! 2/12/2006
36. Nonchalence 8/24/2006
37. The Last Chicken Poem 8/24/2006
38. The Turkish Revolution (Christmas Style!) 12/16/2005
39. Blizzard Rugger 12/19/2005
40. One Eyed Wit 12/19/2005
Best Poem of Nick Hilton

Chickens In Poetry

Have you looked beneath the surface,
Of the greatest poems and verse,
And seen that almost always,
There seems to be an anti animal curse,
But have you not noticed,
That 'The charge of the Light Brigade',
Is about the Charge the Chickens made,
That 'Dulce et decorem est',
Is about the war in which the chickens were the best,
That Wordsworths 'Daffodils',
is about the Chickens in the hills,
That 'The Owl and the Pussycat',
Is about a Chicken,
And that is that!

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A Sudden Ending

People in a different place,
Would regard the human race,
With malice ungrounded,
And hatred unfounded.

People from a different world,
Would acknoledge us cold,
For we one another destroy,
And with emotions happily toy.

People from a different earth,
Would avoid us with mirth,
For with happi

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