Clive James, in North Face of Soho, imitating Christopher Hitchens describing the chicken crossing a road:
"Blind drunk . . . drunk as only a chicken with no head for alcohol can be . . . headless chicken . . . sobbing, clucking drunk . . . not shedding the occasional feather as chickens are wont to do . . . every feather glued to its body by wine-flavoured perspiration . . out of El Vino's with hanging beak . . . the busy road looming before it . . . the broad thoroughfare as an unbridgeable chasm, if I may quote Edith Wharton . . . doomed from the egg onwards . . . a fish out of water . . . standing up to be counted . . . helplessly victimized in a chicken-hostile environment . . ."
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