What is this chicken thinking?

Paid a visit today to Primrose Farm, where all my chickens lived their first couple of months. A bunch of young'uns came running up to me. What was this one asking?

"Ye must pay the toll of fifty worms of meal to cross my path, heathen!"

(( Pardon the double post - I decided to be computer incapable today... ))
 

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