Baby the chicken: Another day, another fight in chicken land. One fine day, Crazy Cookie was admiring creation in the front yard, when our human mom came out of her house, caught her, and apparently made a video with her. The story would have ended here, if it had not been for Daisy, who put it in mom’s brains that the chicken that mom had caught was actually her. Additionally, she boasted that she was number two in the pecking order. Understandably, Crazy Cookie saw red, and declared war. Our world would have come to a bloody end, but Lazy Laurie saved the day. Scroll to read the poem I penned about this earth shattering event.

The chicken is in the kitchen
The chicken has escaped from her prison
The chicken has a story to tell
This chicken is on a mission.

The chicken is going to put up a fight
With all her power and might
The chicken named Crazy cookie
Has a wrong to put right.

Daisy the chicken will dearly be paying
For hypnotizing mom into saying
That the chicken on the screen was she
While all the time in the coop she was laying.

Crazy Cookie was the real star of the show
In the end she even took a bow
While Daisy lied about her pecking order stats
Crazy Cookie sat patiently as a doe.

Now Crazy Cookie brings war to the coop’s door 
Daisy is concerned to her very core
She knows that she has been beaten
As soon as she hears Crazy Cookie roar.

As Daisy dodges Crazy Cookie’s relentless attacks
Her cool all-star demeanor cracks
She cries and begs for mercy
As she shields herself from beak smacks.

“Stop”, yells Lazy Laurie
Before things turn truly gory
“As the topmost chicken of this pack
I command you to end this story”.

Continues Lazy Laurie, “I declare
Crazy cookie as chicken number two, fair and square
While Daisy will take spot number three
And now we end this sorry affair”.

With that declaration the two chickens stop
As they shake off their dust, sideways they plop
“I concede” says Daisy to Crazy Cookie
“You are the star and the chicken on top”.

-- Baby the chicken.