I had a little hen
Her name was Hensie.
She just grew into girlhood
Innocent, yet coquetish.
I took my hen a walking
Out in the open fields.
She skittered along before me
What a beauty to behold!
Forth came a gallant cock
With gait haughty and cocky.
He puffed his feathery chest
And Hensie fluttered her eyelids!
Shoo! Shoo! I drove him
For I knew his lady exploits.
Hensie turned round on me
With eyes flamming red.
“Don’t you colonise me! ”
“I am not a baby!”
The cock looked at me
And made a real rude chortle.
He turned round to Hensie
And gave her a sloppy kiss.
My girl was blushed and flushed
The cock had won his day.
There goes my little Hensie
Swept off claws by deceit.
Of cocky ways she knew nothing.
The cork is a Macho being.
The sun had gone well down
When Hensie limped back home.
A scratch here, a snip there
She wasn’t a little knocked up.
She sobbed into my open arms.
“Mama, I’m so hurt…! ”
~LM~
