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Damaged Poet moving...stand aside please!

'Chickens.......Turkeys........Ducks, they can all be connected up to some sort of external power source,' explained Cyril. 'Oh, I never knew,' replied Horace. 'So when Geraldine's finished reading through the brochure have a look yourself and let me know how much you want to invest.' 'I don't really have much spare at the moment. I was thinking about buying some new poetry writing paper.' 'But it would be foolish to miss out,' said Cyril. 'Perhaps I'll think about it after I've recovered.' 'Well,' replied Cyril, 'limited places! I suppose I could make an exception?' 'That's kind,' said Horace, 'and thank you for this as well. Falling off the cliff hurt me more than I first thought.' 'I always seem to survive quite easily,' mooed Annie. 'You're used to it!' said Cyril. 'The trick is to try to avoid the big pointy rocks at the bottom,' a...

Chicken investment made easy

'Which is why there's never been a better time to get into diesel powered chickens,' said Cyril. 'I'm in!' mooed Annie and she did a little dance and two of her hats fell off. 'So how much would you like to invest?' asked Cyril as he helped to put the hats back on. Annie thought VERY hard. 'Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....this much!' she replied and held hers hooves apart. 'Tell you what,' said Cyril, 'come in for twice that and I'll throw in 5,000 copies of String World for free.' 'Yippee!' shouted Annie and two of her hats fell off. 'That keeps happening!' she said. 'So it does,' agreed Cyril as he put them back on again. 'Perhaps I should nail them on?' 'Possibly,' replied Cyril and he was just about to explain rather more about motorised chickens in general and a start up venture with solar powered Buff Orpingtons when Norma arrived. 'Oh...