Chick Poems

Osprey

Osprey scans waters
Swoops fish caught for young in nest -
Natural food chain

Guy the Excitable Chick

We are plain yellow chicks in my barnyard, my family and I
Well, we were, until the birth of my younger brother, Guy
He is the most excitable chick we had ever hoped to see
Getting enthusiastic to the utmost degree

When his feathers begin to turn from yellow to pink
And then blue and red, we know what to

Respect from the hawks

Near the yard, I heard the mother bird's loud cluck, 
A signal to pull a sly trick on the hick. 
Yuck! Her chicks all ran wild and scampered amok, 
Scattered by the bumpkin swinging a big stick.
 
The dispersed chicks drew a cast of circling hawks, 
That were happy to see meals within their grasp.

Chick Humor

His lackwit ladylove rubbed our family wrong
She came in singing a bawdy pirate song
We were silent, our absolute and only ways strong
We sat back in our bean bags, and handed her a bong

Mother hen

I opened the basket daily,                                                 Mother hen

White chick

In childhood, like a fluffy, white chick,
The vast steppe unfolded, so grand and thick!
When I grew up like a mountain, all in my sight,
Now it seems a palm's in my memory bright.

In the village, it fit right in my hand,
While cities raised me, made me understand. 
Each corner of the world, as I roam and

Love hurts

Wife walked away,
Nothing left to say,
No excuse for love,
End of loving dove,
No chick touched, his woe,
Did not fade to shadow,
He prayed she would return,
His pleas she did spurn,
She did survive,
Her gift did thrive,
Silver grey, no strife,
Once she was a wife,
Love can hurt, okay,
Grand for some, I say.

'bout that pixy chick

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 That girlie in the promotion
        Top yourn writes
 That black and gold drapery
                 and 
    That diaphanous sleeve
          

Chickery Chick Cha-la Cha-la

“Chickery Chick Cha-la Cha-la”
Was a happy little ditty
From days gone by, my how time flies
Those words were warm and witty

“Lamsey doats and dosey doats”
Brings back those days of yore
When life was fun in the morning sun
Who could ask for anything more

“Skimmery rinky dinky dink”
Is another masterpiece
Jimmy Durante sang the words
To this clever little treat

“Abba dabba

Mother Hen

I felt great calmness and perfect peace. I had the feelings of a poor man who has just come under the protection of the Royal Family, and has obtained an annual pension for life-the dreadful fear of poverty and want having left his house for ever; I felt the safety and shelter which the little

Spring Chicken

Welcome Spring with your wind and blinding sand!
You, of course, always have the winning hand
This time,  however, you're just out of luck
I''m welcoming you  with things that go cluck

When you bend to count your big winner's pile
I'll just watch you with my crafty, sly smile
My little chick liked the rooster on sight
Careful with

Spring Chicks

Easter egg hunts are proof your child can find things when they really want to. —Unknown

Peep, peep, peep, peeping, chirping, tweeting, peeping
cheeping wildly, declaring they aren’t sleeping
tiny cracks in shells, sure they’re alive and well,
each fluffy chick comes out in a soft pastel.

Peep, peep, peep, tweeting vigorously, quickly
so we are certain they’re quite strong, not

The Easter Chick

Chick in the pond
Is from double yolk 
Born Easter morn
He’s a little slow

He couldn’t swim
He barely floats
Oh look at him
The butt of jokes

One day a kid
Was tossing bread
He hit the chick
On his yellow head

Chick wobbles and splash
Gags and chokes
The other chicks laugh
Calling him a dope

Carrot top kid has an idea
Why should the chick nearly drown

Burning Here Glenn Hughes song Burn

Yes, blame the chick,
Rocker or hick,
Burning here,
Hands appear!
Witchy fire, 
Doomed desire,
Blasted, didn't care,
She's a don't care bear,
Guess she felt good,
Blasted the whole 'hood!

Stormy Black Chick

Stormy black chick with the green green eyes
You are always in a bad mood, no kind of surprise.
We watch your chest get angry as you heave and rise.
Running away from you as fast as the mallard flies.

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