Cracked Chicken (Christmas) Carols and Poems

[GreenJay]

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That's perfect!

 

[GreenJay]

This one is for all the hatch-a-long threads
(sing to Jingle Bell Rock)

Hatch-a-long Threads
Hatch-a-long, hatch-a-long, hatch-a-long thread
We're gonna post a hatch-a-long thread!
Come pick an eggie and give it a name,
Then cheer for the same!

It's a hatch time, get some pics time,
They're zipping out real fast!
We see noses, we see toes-es,
Finally got some chicks at last!

Hatch-a-long, hatch-a-long, hatch-a-long thread
We've had an awesome time!
Everyone cheered and we got fluffies!
Thanks for egging on,
Thanks for egging on,
Thanks for egging on these!

 

[GreenJay]

And for those who have to order chicks instead of incubating, for all the new chick parents -

Next is a poem is from when I was anxiously waiting for my first chicks to arrive in March. As a soon-to-be new chick mom, I was a bouncing ball of nerves and excitement, simultaneously terrified and thrilled. And writing stuff like this is how I keep my head from exploding enjoy!

 

[GreenJay]

T'was the Night Before Chicks

T’was the night before chicks, and all through the house
Everyone had fled, including the mouse.

For Mama did pace back and forth, to and fro,
Worrying about the chicks they were to grow.

Practicing peeps and cluck-clucks, for calling ya know,
But thankfully, never trying to crow.

“What if they hate me?” Her heart filled with dread
And she ran once again to check the chicks’ bed.

Food water and bedding, set up just right
Heat lamp above to keep them snug thru the night.

Even the toys had been selected with care,
To create their very own wee chicky fair.

Must get some rest said she, and laid down instead,
Where visions of pasty butt soon marched through her head.

Morning has come, the call - they’ve arrived!
Grab coffee and keys, and race down the drive.

Soon she’s smiling and cooing at each fuzzy face
As gently they’re settled in their new happy place.

I hope this fowl poem gave you some kicks,
For this ends the tale of T’was the night before chicks.

 

[2ndTink]

T'was the Night Before Chicks

T’was the night before chicks, and all through the house
Everyone had fled, including the mouse.

For Mama did pace back and forth, to and fro,
Worrying about the chicks they were to grow.

Practicing peeps and cluck-clucks, for calling ya know,
But thankfully, never trying to crow.

“What if they hate me?” Her heart filled with dread
And she ran once again to check the chicks’ bed.

Food water and bedding, set up just right
Heat lamp above to keep them snug thru the night.

Even the toys had been selected with care,
To create their very own wee chicky fair.

Must get some rest said she, and laid down instead,
Where visions of pasty butt soon marched through her head.

Morning has come, the call - they’ve arrived!
Grab coffee and keys, and race down the drive.

Soon she’s smiling and cooing at each fuzzy face
As gently they’re settled in their new happy place.

I hope this fowl poem gave you some kicks,
For this ends the tale of T’was the night before chicks.

So true! The anxiety and thrills of waiting for chicks, it's so exciting and so stressful all at the same time!

 

[GreenJay]

On the First Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...
A Silkie in a Pear Tree!
(Picture and artwork by @2ndTink - thanks!)

 

[TwoCrows]

Can't wait to see all the 12 birds of Christmas!

 

[GreenJay]

Can't wait to see all the 12 birds of Christmas! View attachment 3705158

Thanks! One each day, then I'll put them all together in one post on Christmas day

 

[GreenJay]

On the Second Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me....
Two loving Quails!
( Picture from @TwoCrows , art by @2ndTink -thanks y'all!)

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

Can I help with the pictures?