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Chicken
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Animal Poems Chicken
Once there was a chicken,
And it came in my room.
He was a little orange chicken,
Who loved to walk,
Even loved to talk.
He liked to play with clay,
Also liked to draw.
He always drew beautiful white dasies,
So he drew another one.
I drew one too.
But his was better,
We plastered our beautiful white dasies on a dish.
Then he had to go.
How?
Well I don't know?
