(Think Bing Crosby's rendition of It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas)
Its beginning to look a lot like Chickens
All around my yard
Theres Henny and Penny and Jen Laying their eggs again
With colors from white to brown and blue and green.
Its beginning to look a lot like Chickens
Soon there will be more
I making my orders again For hatchin and chicks and then
Ill have the brooder full and warm.
A pair of Cochins in Blue and a Buckeye Roo
Is the wish Im havin, my friends.
Hens who all squawk when they go for a walk
And Roos that will be gentlemen
And I can hardly wait until they all start laying again
Bawk Ba Bawk Ba Bawk Ba Bawk Ba Bawk Ba Bawk Ba Bawk!
Its beginning to look a lot like Chickens
Everywhere I go
Theres coop that looks so grand, and brood house, there it stands.
The sturdy kind that keeps my chooks all warm.
Its beginning to look a lot like Chickens.
Soon the cocks will crow,
And the thing that will make hens sing is that little roundish thing
Coming out their butts.
[Tis the Season to Be Silly and Witty and just downright goofy!]
O Orpington, O Orpington
Your fluffy butt is so lovely
Not Orfington, Not Orpinton
Some people need to go back to school
It's not just you, it's Winedots too
And I know that there's others too
O Orpington, O Orpington
Oh lay my eggs so yummy!
And yes, folks, I have too much garbage floating around in my head.
But what the heck, it is suppose to be a happy time of year and I am happy!
All the hens
In their pens
Coo-ing sounds com-ing
from their roost
Eggs come pop-ping out
In their nests
In the morning Ome-lets we'll enjoy
My pet makes my break-fast
A-mer-au-cana
Black Ja-va
Eggs in Blue
Green ones too
Brown and White, and Speckled ones too
Large and small and Jum-bo too
All my hens are so haaaaa-ppy
Nest-led all in their coop
Oh, come all ye Chickens
Flying, Running , Flapping
Oh Come ye
Oh come ye to e-eat your scratch
Come and enjoy it
Eat until your crop is full
Oh Come peck up the kernels
Oh Come peck up the kernels
Oh Come peck up the kernels
And don't forget your grit
Oh come all ye Chickens
Squawking, crowing, clucking
Oh Come and lay eggs for me
So I may hatch them
We will have more birds
Little fluffy chickies
Oh come let us hold them
Oh come let us watch them
Oh come and make me just another
Chicken addict!