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You've got the look, ladies
You’ve got the look, ladies.
You’ve got it all.
Like fat hens
Plump and pompous
You peck and strut.
You roost, safely,
Away from foxes.
Your eggs are safe,
All tucked under.
The hatched ones are all a-growing.
Little chicks that soon will prove
The very foxes stalking perches.
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