Mother Hen Adopts a Baby

She gives a cluck, cluck Babies run for they could be out of luck One baby stumbles and falls Tripping over his big paws Gathering all them under Cover, with her feather's asunder This mother hen tries to pull them in One baby can't fit doesn't even blend For he's adopted don't you see Totally different from those three Under the feathers free from harm There he's kept very warm What's so different do you suppose About this one that under her wings repose Why he's got a nose, long floppy ears Feet that are huge with padded paws for gear (I saw this picture of a mother hen that had adopted a puppy and had him under her and since I am adopted I thought of using this for a poem.)