Oh, but what have I done? There is no future for this soul. It is lost forever, left to wander the endless realm of darkness (in my stomach). It is impossible to redeem myself in the eyes of the chicken community.
Now this lost soul will never make it across the road.
"Why would such a chicken cross the road?", you might ask.
It would have braved many obstacles, faced many hurdles, just simply, to get to the other side.