The Clucking Hen

" Will you take a walk with me,
My little wife, to-day?
There's barley in the barley-field,
And hay-seed in the hay. "

" Thank you, " said the clucking hen;
" I've something else to do;
I'm busy sitting on my eggs,
I cannot walk with you. "

" Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, "
Said the clucking hen;
" My little chicks will soon be hatched,
I'll think about it then. "

The clucking hen sat on her nest,
She made it in the hay;
And warm and snug beneath her breast
A dozen white eggs lay.

Crack, crack, went all the eggs,
Out dropt the chickens small!
" Cluck, " said the clucking hen,
" Now I have you all.

" Come along, my little chicks,
I'll take a walk with you " ;
" Hello! " said the barn-door cock,
" Cock-a-doodle-do! "
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