100 words or fewer, using:
coop
claw
ratchet
full
back
“She used a blade for the coup de grace on Harry. Got him when his back was turned.”
“The coop has no grace. We’re trapped in a dump. Full of crap and old seeds.”
“I mean he got axed, birdbrain. Choppy-chop. I’m clawing my way out before I’m next. Wanna come?”
“There’s all those roads to cross...”
“Chicken?”
“Of course. Rhode Island Red and purebred.”
“Take care, Chanticleer.”
“For a rat, Chet, you’re ok.”
“And with a small sharp instrument I’m unbeatable. Ever notice ratchet rhymes with hatchet...Watch your back, farm-girl.”
Chet crept away, knife in teeth.
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