The sun shines upon our wings
We chickens roll around in dust
Happiness tugging our heartstrings
As our feathers dance in a gust.
We love that summer is finally here
Feels like we waited far too long
For the hot sun. Best time of the year!
The birds sing a happy summer song.
Lazy Laurie is being lazy
Oreo swings in the hanging chair
The slow days drive Crazy Cookie crazy
While Paisley lays eggs everywhere.
Crazy Cookie retreats in a nook
Taking with her a few sturdy twigs
Unaware that Oreo is stealing a look
As she works hard, draws and digs.
Oreo puzzles as Crazy Cookie works
Her careful drawings make no sense
A projectile? A plank? Her head jerks
Did Crazy Cookie just draw the garden fence?
A loud voice from behind! Oreo jumps
“A plan behind my back?” Lazy Laurie stares
Pointing at Crazy, Oreo backs and slumps
Showing she knows nothing of Crazy’s affairs.
“What’s this, Crazy Cookie?” asks Lazy Laurie
“Why am I not in the loop?”
A guilty faced Crazy Cookie says, “Sorry.
But life is more than the yard and the coop.”
Paisley comes over, curious at all the fuss
Crazy Cookie climbs the garden bench
Pointing her twig at her art to discuss
Her new plan which sounds very French.
“Using this trebuchet, or catapult, if you will
The plan is to fly over the fence and run
We could go for a walk, try the neighbor’s dill
Its high time we had some adventure and fun.”
Paisley stops midway from her egg lay
Lazy Laurie holds her heart and sighs
While Oreo stares in utter dismay
There’s a wild look in Crazy Cookie’s eyes.
“Told you she’s crazy!” whispers Oreo
Paisley nods and shakes her head.
Lazy Laurie evaluates this new scenario
While Crazy Cookie gets supplies from the shed.
A large plank, and a big rock
Makes the perfect chicken see saw
Climbing at one end, she yells a command squawk
Oreo and Paisley obey, full of awe.
Screaming a loud and a strong war cry
Oreo and Paisley jump at the other end
Making Crazy Cookie fly in the sky
And into the neighbor’s yard, they send.
Next up is Lazy Laurie, just as before
Oreo and Paisley know the drill
Sending her flying is no chore
Easy peasy with their fine jumping skill.
Paisley is light as a feather
Big Oreo makes a huge jump
Sure enough! In the neighbor’s heather
Paisley lands on a soft lump.
Now Oreo is in a bit of a fix
No one left to propel her over
From the neighbors comes a flying brick
Propelling Oreo! She ends up in clover.
The mouse claps, the birds cheer
The bunnies bow with silent respect
The squirrel smiles from ear to ear
As we chickens move about and inspect.
Herbs and berries! Delights await
Our eyes pop, our mouths water
We cheer Crazy Cookie the great
The vegetable patch we slaughter.
A bark ends our summer fun
Flying comes the neighbor’s dog
Quick! Atop the trampoline we run
The fast dog jumps too, mouth agog.
He lands on the trampoline, oh my!
We chickens have nowhere to go
What’s this? His leap makes us fly
Over the fence, away from our foe.
Back in our yard, safe and sound
We cluck as the defeated dog barks
We declare Crazy Cookie crowned
As summer queen of us matriarchs.
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Spring fever
StandardThe chicken excitedly flaps her wing
We hear happy songbirds sing
Their voices have a joyous ring
As they welcome the onset of spring.
We chickens breathe a sigh of relief
Hoping this warm spell won’t be brief
We ask Lazy Laurie, our chicken commander in chief
Whether she can smell spring in the leaf.
“Yes!” says Lazy Laurie, the wise
As she sniffs hard, and sighs
Triumphantly she declares, “Come on, you guys!
Winter is gone. Oh my! How time flies.”
We dream of dust baths, flies and worms
No more of the cold, snowy snowstorms
As we groom our feathers to top forms
It is time for us to break the norms.
The grass beckons. Alas! We are stuck in the coop
How do we escape our fenced run and its goop
Crazy Cookie, the chicken’s mind goes in a loop
As she lets out a loud whoop.
Oreo, the chicken stops and stares
“Crazy Cookie’s gone crazy”, she declares
“Quiet Junior!” Lazy Laurie glares
As Crazy Cookies’ temper flares.
Paisley, the smallest of us all
Pets Crazy Cookie, “Calm now, there’s a doll.”
A mellowed Crazy Cookie lets out a call
For a meeting in the egg laying hall.
Together we form a plan to escape
Emerging from the hall, our plans take shape
One chicken atop another until we make
A vertical chicken totem pole, a piece of cake.
Paisley, the lightest one, reaches high
Reaching a little gap, she yells "Aye"
She squeezes out, and exclaims “Oh my!”
As lush grass meets her eye.
But the first order of the day
Is to free her sisters, come what may
Lowering a rope to where her sisters lay
She pulls out Crazy Cookie, all the way.
Soon all we chickens wrestle free
Widening the gap, that’s how it must be
As we escape, we feel carefree
And devour on the grass, full of glee.
“What’s this!” the humans cry
Finding their chickens awry
Back to the pen! The chickens sigh
Waving the lush green grass goodbye.
"Don’t you worry, my dear friends
A new plan starts where the old one ends
Tomorrow we will try new offends."
Says Crazy Cookie, as to her feathers she tends.
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