chicken,(notice small c), I have had that cheese hidden from your claws all along. The cheese asked for refuge, and I granted the cheese refuge, till I get hungry.<quoted text>
Your lengthy, rambling post leads me to believe that you have hidden my cheese, referencing that I would have to "find" it (cheese).
What do you know, and when did you know it?
You'll never get my newly-knitted, drop-seat, triple-tasseled fez off my noble head, Frmr, because I glued it.
Well if you glued the fez on your head then it can only mean one thing, off with your head chicken.