What was that? It's yellow, Runs like the freakin' flash, Bigger than most super heroes, With talons that can cut and slash, Turn us into ribbons, Leave us with scars, cuts and a bruise. But these aren't evil Super Vill-Ans, "NO!" "The Super Chickens are loose!" Like us they are experiments, They came first, Like explorers in the unknown superverse. I wonder what went through, Their stupid chicken brains, When suddenly they are eleven frickin' feet tall, Fully grown. Imagine their surprise at having super speed, A really pecky beak too. It can pierce all armour. "OH NO!" "The Super Chickens are loose!" They grew them in vats, Now they hatch eggs, Maybe that's the plan for us, We'll have super powered babies, Until we burn out or are dead. But it all started with the chicken, Not the egg, Created a race, that races, And pecks at our legs. What was that? It's yellow, Runs like the freakin' flash, Bigger than most super heroes, With talons that can cut and slash, Turn us into ribbons, Leave us with scars, cuts and a bruise. But these aren't evil Super Vill-Ans, "NO!" "The Super Chickens are loose!"