Dad, why did the chicken cross the road? Well?
The chicken didn't walk or run, to cross the road
But huli rolled over and over, to get to the other side
He then became known, as the famous
Hawaiian "huli-huli" chicken, that we heard about
He then saw a trail, across the road
And wanted to try it out, and find where it went?
Only to get beat-up, pounded, poked, stab
And stripped of feathers, by sharp needle kiawi trees
And his legs, became like wet noodles
And fell into a hole, by the ocean
With hot lava, boiling the water
An old houle man came along, on his KTM dirtbike
And seen, the chicken boiling?
He then had, the best chicken noodle soup he ever had
And then called this trail, number #69
Because it took that many bites, to consume the bird
This is the legend, that is talked about
By the old houle man, sitting on a bench
He ended up, getting so much gas from that
That he became known, as the Gasser

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