While working on her Send a Song,
Allie was quite engrossed.
Her thoughts deep with lyrics of Bee Gee songs,
The very best by most.

Words & music by the talents,
Of their poetic songs.
Her train of thought seized to think,
Something is very wrong?

The aroma of food was lingering,
Through the evening air.
As smoke slowly followed,
And became Allie's great despair,

Suddenly the Bee Gees music,
Could no longer be heard.
Smoke alarm sounding,
Allie could not hear a word.

You see Allie burned her chicken dinner,
A sight beyond repair.
All because the Bee Gees were singing,
She really didn't care!

Never go to Allie's house
For roasted chicken or for stew.
You see she can't help herself,
The Bee Gees fault it's true!

Imagine the sacrifice of writing,
And listening to the brother's three.
Instead of roasted chicken,
She will change the recipe.

Allie came to the conclusion,
This food cannot go to waste.
It shall be called
Allie's Bee Gee Smoked Chicken,
Mmmm...would you like a taste?

Superlatively written by the fine hand of

PEP/Patricia

Thank you Patircia. This is a real treat!

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