I was perched upon the farmyard fence

Crowing at the sun

When an old boot hit me on the head

I thought my time had come

I saw a flash, gave out a squawk

As stars floated all around

It’s amazing how far you can travel without wings

Before you hit the ground

In a great cloud of dust as feathers flew by

I wobbled back onto my feet

And all I could hear was the sound of a hen

That was scraping the ground with her feet

It was then that I spied the feisty old hen

Just standing and staring at me

Well I wasn’t quite sure if I should settle this thing

Or gather my feathers and flee

I plucked up my courage and gathered my pride

 And I asked her what all of this meant

She said ‘you’re not so cocky now are you

In fact your beak is bent’

I gazed in the pond at my disfigured face

 And a brick hit the water and wet me

As I straightened my beak she was running away

 Shouting ‘loser I bet you can’t get me’

Well I chased her all day and I couldn’t believe

 The insults and cheek that I got

And it passed through my mind that if I was the farmer

 She would be with some veg in the pot

I was feeling quite angry but then got her cornered

 In a barn full of fresh and warm hay

But one look in her eyes and the smile on her beak

 Caused my fire to all melt away

I thought that I was in charge around here

That I was the boss of the pen

But I gave up the roost and stopped being so cocky

When I fell in love with my hen

The moral of this story is

You may think that you are smart

But it takes a woman to bring out the best in you

For the best is in your heart

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