Chicken Coop Chatter©
Originally written December 10, 2013
Frosty the Snowbird, was a jolly happy fowl
With a corn cob pipe and a carrot beak, and two wings made out of dowel.
Frosty the snowbird, is a fairytale they say.
He was made of snow, but the chickens know he came to life one day.
There must have been some magic in that old grit they found,
For when they placed it at his feet, he began to flap and dance around.
Oh, Frosty, the Snowbird, was alive as he could be;
and the chickens say he could cockle and play, just the same as they
Cluckety, cluck cluck, cluckety cluck cluck, look at Frosty play.
Cluckety, cluck cluck, cluckety cluck cluck, over the fields of hay.
Frosty the Snowbird, knew the sun was hot that day,
so he cockled, "Let's scratch, n' dig and we'll have some fun,
before I melt away."
Down to the barnyard, with a straw broom beneath his wing, Scratching here and there, all around the square, cockling, "Catch me if you can."
He led them down the fields of Fowling Around, right to ole Tess and me;
and only paused a moment, when he heard me holler. EEK!!
For Frosty the Snowbird, had to hurry on his way,
But he waved goodbye, cocklin' "Don't you bawwlk, I'll be back again some day."
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