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"Will you take a walk with me, My little wife, to-day? There's barley in the barley field, And hayseed in the hay." "Thank you;" said the clucking hen; "I've something else to do; I'm busy sitting on my eggs, I cannot walk with you." "Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck," Said the clucking hen; "My little chicks will soon be hatched, I'll think about it then." The clucking hen sat on her nest, She made it in the hay; And warm and snug beneath her breast, A dozen white eggs lay. Crack, crack, went all the eggs, Out dropped the chickens small! "Cluck," said the clucking hen, "Now I have you all." "Come along, my little chicks, I'll take a walk with you." "Hallo!" said the barn-door cock, "Cock-a-doodle-doo!" |