I tend to the herds
In boxes nested
In towers stacked
Spits salut on the rack
Till they slide though
Front to Back
Butt to breast
Butt to breast
Breast to Butt
Ribcage CRACK
Always three in a row
Trussed and tied in a bow
Click in
Click oven on
Sizzle a birdsong
A feast for the throngs
Turn Turn Turn
Then temp
No fowl exempt
Chicken girl, snip the string
Thigh, drumstick, breast, wing
Quarter the bird
Tirelessly Tending
My rotisserie herd
