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For an episode of the [[MTV]] show [[Jackass (TV series)|Jackass]], skateboarder [[Tony Hawk]] drove through a [[looping ramp]] in a chicken suit.
For an episode of the [[MTV]] show [[Jackass (TV series)|Jackass]], skateboarder [[Tony Hawk]] drove through a [[looping ramp]] in a chicken suit.

==Chicken Suits in Poetry==
''
'''In Chicken Suits'''<br />
by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae''

''In Chicken Suits the poppies blow<br />
''Between the crosses row on row,<br />
''That mark our place; and in the sky<br />
''The larks, still bravely singing, fly<br />
''Scarce heard amid the guns below.<br />

''We are the Dead. Short days ago<br />
''We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,<br />
''Loved and were loved, and now we lie<br />
''In Chicken Suits.<br />

''Take up our quarrel with the foe:<br />
''To you from failing hands we throw<br />
''The torch; be yours to hold it high.<br />
''If ye break faith with us who die<br />
''We shall not sleep, though poppies grow<br />
''In Chicken Suits.<br />''


==See also==
==See also==

Revision as of 08:14, 24 March 2011

A chicken suit is a novelty costume that exaggerates the features of chickens. Chicken suits usually fit someone up to 6' 1" and 200 lbs.

Chicken Suit

A chicken suit can be used at parties and other events or as a costume for school mascots. Some chicken barbecue companies bring a chicken suit with them for members of the group for whom the barbecue is held to wear in order to advertise the event.

Once, as a joke, European ice skater Oksana Baiul entered the ice skating rink wearing a chicken suit.

For an episode of the MTV show Jackass, skateboarder Tony Hawk drove through a looping ramp in a chicken suit.

Chicken Suits in Poetry

In Chicken Suits
by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae

In Chicken Suits the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Chicken Suits.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Chicken Suits.

See also