Click clock clucking hen

brown hen on green grass during daytime
P.C :- Unsplash ; Thomas Park

There was a click clock clucking hen,

Who was always outside her cosy little pen,

Neighbour’s barn she went to poop,

And ended up in his soup,

Poor dead click clock clucking hen, teary eyed sturdy men.

Poetry form :- Limerick (AABBA rhyme scheme)

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Chelesa Owens for hosting the Limerick challenge at Carrot Ranch Community. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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