oh are bird

The oh are bird
Sits on her nest
Clucking all day long
She picks and preens
Her feathers

Making sure there pristen
She nibbles her protien feed

Her digetive feed
Building up her strengh to lay and feed
Nice brown and white eggs she does produce

Till one day she's no longer able to lay
Cluck with excited strains to lay her eggs for that day
Oh are her eggs are stuck for she can't lay
With a mighty push
The oh are bird give it one more try

Out pops a sqaure egg oh my she cries with disbelif
A square egg as popoed
Out

The farmer sees her egg shouts to his misses with disbelive come see this
Farmers wif
A I don't belive it says the farmers wife
Calling children come see this a square egg i don't belive says the children square eg
Of they run to the village folk come see are chicken she's made a square egg all the village come to see the chiken oh made the square egg they all cry I don't belive it what she called they all say to the farmer still in shock he she my oh are bird he cries
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Posted: Mar 2013

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