Our little chickies, sent from heaven
The last one born, number eleven!
Tiny and sweet, soft and fuzzy
They make me happy and keep me busy!
More eggs in the mail
I've no self control.
You'd think this many
Would take a toll.
Today I'm building a bigger pen
To keep the little fuzz-butts in.
Many folks would give me the dickens
But my opinion is, you can't have
Too many chickens!
The last one born, number eleven!
Tiny and sweet, soft and fuzzy
They make me happy and keep me busy!
More eggs in the mail
I've no self control.
You'd think this many
Would take a toll.
Today I'm building a bigger pen
To keep the little fuzz-butts in.
Many folks would give me the dickens
But my opinion is, you can't have
Too many chickens!