So there's this chicken crossing the road, see, and the chicken is just waddling along when it get's hit by a car. Now the car was driven by a farmer, the chicken that was crossing the road belonged to the farmer, remember that chicken? He was in the first sentence. So the driver's like "Oh no, I ran over my chicken!" He was talking about the chicken that crossed the road and got hit by his car, remember that chicken? So the chicken was twithcing and the farmer thought it might be alive. Remember that farmer? He owned the chicken.
By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named night,
On a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly
From an ultimate dim Thule
From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,
Out of space
Out of time.