Chickening Out

We’re chicken-sitting in Seattle again! Here’s a little limerick, inspired by our feathered charges:

There once was a hen known as Nancy,
Who lived in a coop — nothing fancy,
She wanted to travel,
But fear made her cavil,
‘Cause flying, for chickens, is chancy.

A chicken

A Chicken, as illustrated by Meps


One thought on “Chickening Out

  1. Adept use of “cavil.” I just realized how much limericks call on vocabulary.

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