RIR-YELLOWLEGS
Songster
my dear let ME whisper SWEET nothings in YOUR EAR its my turn now.(Hen) "Here, dear, you have something in your feathers.... right.... now hold still, let me get it.... there! Now aren't WE the HANDSOMEST young man?"
(Pierre) "Mongolia, you've taken this 'mother ' stuff too far. I'm not even one of your chicks!"