seem perfectly normal at the time. I found the following poem
which perfectly describes this oddity- hope you enjoy it!
(I didn't dream it - I just like it.....my dreams are a LOT
weirder, I promise you!)
Last night I dreamed of chickens,
There were chickens everywhere
they were standing on my stomach
They were nesting in my hair.
They were pecking at my pillow
They were hopping on my head
They were ruffling up their feathers
as they raced around my bed
They were on the chairs and tables
They were on the chandeliers
They were roosting in the corners
They were clucking in my ears
There were chickens, chickens chickens
For as far as I could see.
When I woke up this morning I noticed
There were eggs on top of me
By Jack Prelutsky
“Funky Chickens,” Rob Scotton
March 9, 2013
Last night I dreamed of chickens,
there were chickens everywhere,
they were standing on my stomach,
they were nesting in my hair,
they were pecking at my pillow,
they were hopping on my head,
they were ruffling up their feathers
as they raced about my bed.
there were chickens everywhere,
they were standing on my stomach,
they were nesting in my hair,
they were pecking at my pillow,
they were hopping on my head,
they were ruffling up their feathers
as they raced about my bed.
They were on the chairs and tables,
they were on the chandeliers,
they were roosting in the corners,
they were clucking in my ears,
there were chickens, chickens, chickens
they were roosting in the corners,
they were clucking in my ears,
there were chickens, chickens, chickens
for as far as I could see …
when I woke up today, I noticed
there were eggs on top of me.
Jack Prelutsky
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