The Colours of Chuckie Egg

Golden is yourself, so Harry is golden, And there is no reason not to eat eggs, So the twelve eggs are also lain golden, On each level to signify there’s no begs. The ladders are pink to remind us that, Women can aspire by climbing to the top, By using their brains and character to pat, And patronise the male ego, hopefully pop. The ducks are indeed ducklings, children, And are blue suggesting they are boys, For the men who deride and hurt us when, They think that they can treat us as toys. The caged bird is yellow, just like the cage, Because the bird has the right to escape, And yellow, or golden, is the locked cage, Since it has a key to unlock the tying tape. The green ground ramifies earth’s nature, Flowing with grace and beauty for freedom, Making it obvious that you can walk anywhere, Any posture, any reason, into any kingdom. The hen feed is piled up and pink, we wink, Like the ladders for socially upwardly mobile, Which to me states that it is good to drink, And of course eat, therein you can be capable.