The Scraggy Fowl
16th September 2018
THE SCRAGGY FOWL
The frightened scraggy fowl ran shrieking across,
The grass trodden path,
Only a squawk was heard in the aftermath,
Isaac’s gain, the chicken’s loss!
Young Isaac was bringing dinner home.
He knew it would be a treat,
This morsel of meat,
But the chickens flesh hardly covered even one bone!
He threw the floppy fowl round his neck,
Isaac was small and the chicken nearly reached his belt,
But he was so proud of what he felt,
The fowl though dead, both looked like a total wreck!
He arrived home, mom invited her neighbors and told
Them all, how brave little Isaac was, for he had caught
And killed this fowl, which she had no money to have bought,
She cooked it and served them all, quite a feat, lo and behold!
The neighbors thanked Mom Emily and said goodbye,
Isaac was her hero, they had survived another day,
They both knelt down to thank God and pray,
And with light hearts let out a thankful sigh!
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