Five Little ChickensSaid the first little chicken, With a queer little squirm,
“Oh, I wish I could find, A fat little warm”
Said the next little chicken,With an odd little shrug
“Oh, I wish I could find, A fat little warm”
Said the third little chicken,With a sharp little sequel
“Oh, I wish I could find, Some nice yellow meal”
Said the fourth little chicken,With a small sigh of grief,
“Oh, I wish I could find, A green little leaf ”
Said the fifth little chicken,With a faint little moan
“Oh, I wish I could find, A wee gravel-stone”
“Now, see here” said the mother,From the green garden patch,
“If You want any breakfast, You must come and scratch”
----> Don't just day dreaming !!!
