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She is a little hen

She is a little hen, Rambling in the meadows, Wandering around the grasses often, Pecks the maize falling from windows. She is a little hen, Yet a mother of ten; Fills the stomach with her peck, With her long flexible neck. She is a little hen, Dwells in her little den, Cackles loud when her chicks cry, Spreads her little wings to fly. She is a little hen, Wanders in the garden, Stays away from hawks with pace; Chirping sounds fills the place.

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