How about a laugh, (hopefully)

If your house is haunted by the ghost of a chicken, it's a poultrygeist, a fowl spirit, and you will need to call an eggsorcist.

in reply to @dorisjeanne Your comment about rationing brought back to me something my friend Joyce and I have discussed many times. She grew up on a farm and was raised by her grandparents. During the war members of their church would drive up to the house with their lights off, and her grandmother would walk out and give them the butter she had made that day. She has also told me about their outhouse where the Sears catalog was used for toilet paper. This went on for quite some time. I remember my mother telling me about their "ice box" and that food was kept cold with ice. In today's world with so many conveniences, so many take for granted things like refrigerators, heaters, indoor bathrooms and things of that nature, which is why I have a lovely print on my living room wall that says; "Nothing For Granted."

I don’t remember if I posted this or not so here goes.

President Ronald Reagan liked to tell the story about the time he and Nancy visited a cemetery in Ireland. They came across an old gravestone, on which was carved this inscription:
Remember me as you pass by,
For as you are, so once was I.
And as I am you too will will be.
So be content to follow me.
The President said, “This had proven to be just a little too much for some
Irishman, who scratched in the stone underneath, ‘To follow you I am content. I wish I knew which way you went.'”
Jake

For you fans of the TV show JAG:

The show had lots of scenes of people eating. But in scenes without Harmon Rabb, Jr., they never served poultry.

Because of course...
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[Wait for it]
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"No Harm, no fowl."