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THE LITTLE CHICKIES

    Once a brood of little chickies fell in love with the sound of their own voices.
    Within the confines of their coop, cheeping away as they pleased was so much more satisfying than straining to be heard in the barnyard at large. Sharing the warm, heady air of their own little world made them feel empowered to sound off as if simply hearing oneself go cheep-cheep for hours on end was all that counted. One could chirrup away without a second thought, even expect other chickies to link their own chirrups to one’s own and start something really cool going.
    And when the chirping all began to sound pretty much the same and when coming up with a new cheep-cheep that wasn’t simply a copy of every other cheep-cheep echoing about the coop proved a bit hard, there was always the mutual preening of each other’s downy little heads, which came to be an increasingly welcome distraction at such times. The strain of trying to sound personally worthy of attention when your entire repertoire was in danger of being mistaken for another’s, to say nothing of not being up to the challenge of the barnyard bedlam outside, could be so not cool.
    What was the average chickie’s defense against that realization when it came? Or more to the point, when being cool or not cool suddenly appeared rather insignificant by comparison with the strange and threatening sounds raging around the cozy coop? Some of these were totally terrifying, especially when a sheltered self-awareness began to fill the clamorous beyond with envisioned monsters that could well scare the wits out of little chickies.
    What to do? What to do?
    . . . What to do? Oh, what to do?
    PARTY!! PARTY!! FLASH CHEEP!!!
    Yes, all the little chickies, as though telepathically at one, broke into relieved chirps of delight at the prospect of partying their way through whatever might raise its ominous din out there beyond the compass of their comfy world. The effort required could be great, but with single-minded dedication, they were sure to rise to the occasion.
    PARTYPARTYPARTYPARTYPARTYPARTYPARTYPARTYPARTYPARTY!!!
    So intent on continuing the good times, so deafened by ringing self-absorption, the little chickies never imagined anything could prove stronger than their combined wish to drown out unwanted realities with pure peeping power.
    CHICKIES RULE!!!
    All together now, CHICKIES RULE!!!