Walter Xenobia Phipps
Spliced a breed of chickens with lips.
Word got out
(From the chickens, no doubt)
And they gave poor Walter the slip.
Walter Phipps, he took him some eggs
Bred up chickens with all of four legs.
More drumsticks, hooray!
But they quick ran away
'Cos Walt, he broke the gene regs.
Walter got even exciteder
When he crossed chickens with spiders.
"No venom," he pledged --
He forgot about webs.
Turns out spideychickens truss you up tidier.
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