Little Red Hen

Once there was a chicken

A red hen

She lived in the farmyard
     And scratched the dirt

           Can you imagine
               Such a simple life as all that?

But this hen
     Thought she was a fox
          Or so it seemed

She stole the eggs of other birds
     She played dead
          On the hen house floor
     And she raised the roof each night
          So that the farmer
               Raced to save her
          Only to find
                It was only her
                     And no danger
                         Near or far!

What to do with such a crazy bird?

          Who could stand that night after night?

She had to go!

“What happened next, Spirit?
          Can you share that with me?”

A lawyer came
     On chicken’s behalf
          And court was laid out
               In the barnyard dust

     The people came
          And lined the drive
               And chicken’s trial
                    Was hammered through!

What to do!

The farmer wanted chicken’s head!

The sun came up
     The sun was set
          And all day long the voices share
               The hardships faced
                    In chickens life
               The woes
                    And endless tribulations

Slavery!
     To an egg fanatic farmer!

The court ruled in chickens favour
     She was removed from this factory life
          And set free to raise her
               Own fine brood

“Yes?”

A long line of chicks
     To fuss and care for
          Parading past
               With head held high

She had love to share!

And raise chicks she did
     In finest hen fashion
          To farmers delight

     He sold them for profit
          And she proudly gave them

Thank goodness for listening!

All ended well!

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