Chicken Poetry contest!

I posted as "Dawn", here's my completed masterpiece about my BR.
My hen is big and is fluffy
Her colors all black and all white.
And although she's as sweet as a pillow,
When I carry treats, she's a fright!
Her comb is all red and wiggly
Whenever she moves her sweet head
And never stops entertaining me
Even when she's gone off to bed.

When I let her out in the mornings
She likes when I tip over bricks
She knows that bugs hide under them
And always the same kinds she picks!
She squawks when I hold and squeeze her
She's a little tricky to please
But I think if I lived without her
I'd suffer from chicken-less disease!
 
I posted as "Dawn", here's my completed masterpiece about my BR.
My hen is big and is fluffy
Her colors all black and all white.
And although she's as sweet as a pillow,
When I carry treats, she's a fright!
Her comb is all red and wiggly
Whenever she moves her sweet head
And never stops entertaining me
Even when she's gone off to bed.

When I let her out in the mornings
She likes when I tip over bricks
She knows that bugs hide under them
And always the same kinds she picks!
She squawks when I hold and squeeze her
She's a little tricky to please
But I think if I lived without her
I'd suffer from chicken-less disease!

So Cute! ;)
 
This is a poem about my favorite hen that died mysteriously about a year ago, Her name was Somersault aka Somer.Warning: It is very sad :hit.

Somer oh how you were sweet.
Somer oh how I'm glad that we got to meet.
Somer your feathers like flames.
Somer you were so tame.
Somer I miss you with all my heart.
Somer how sad I am that we had to part.
But I know that one day in heaven.
I will be with you and forever lose my depression.
 

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