The Chickens by Unknown Author









The Chickens

by Unknown Author

 Said the first little chicken,

    With a queer little squirm,

    “I wish I could find

    A fat little worm!”


    Said the next little chicken,

    With an odd little shrug,

    “I wish I could find

    A fat little slug!”


    Said the third little chicken

    With a sharp little squeal,

    "I wish I could find

    Some nice yellow meal."


    Said the fourth little chicken,

    With a small sigh of grief:

    “I wish I could find

    A green little leaf!”


    Said the fifth little chicken,

    With a faint little moan:

    “I wish I could find

    A wee gravel stone!”


    “Now see here!” said the mother,

    From the green garden patch,

    “If you want any breakfast,

    Just come here and scratch!”