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The Hen That Doesn'T Chicken Out

The goose cranes its neck in time to see egrets and cranes chicken out from a furious fight over seeds and grains against a rooster that fails to duck a crowbar blow coming from an interfering, pro-egret, coward crow; the hen cackles mad at such treachery, such foul play, the crow's goose is cooked as she pecks her way into the fray, she whacks him black and blue, she slaps him hard and good, he flaps away, the henpecked crow of the neighborhood; and when at last the noise and dust and feathers settle down, it's clear to see who truly owns the barn battle crown, not the limping rooster cast in plaster, it turns out, but the hen with much to crow and be cocky about !

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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