Just the start my young spring chickens. By the time everything is said and done, running around like chicken little losing his head.
Quite a sight to see of a swinging axe cutting off the chicken’s head and having it run around blood a gushing.
Quite an impression on a young boy, having been there seen that in Terrebonne Quebec. See everything has a place in the scheme of things.
Like all things yet to come so early in life.
Live~NRGY 
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