What is this chicken thinking?

I know this was one ugly chick. She did turn out quite pretty. She had the frizzle feathers.
What do you suppose she is thinking.

 

Onward, noble steed, as various quests that have fallen upon us must be completed by when the sun beds for the day! My fearless knight, protect me as we venture to the feed market. Tradeth those green papers for our food grains as we do every two foretnights. Then we must ride unto the unknown and payeth our electric bills!
 
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