I found My Hen At the Poets Den

Written for the poets Den Group For Interesting eyes

Hay There Gal 

I found my Hen

At the poets Den

She was sweet as August is long

I sang to her my love songs

She fell madly in love with me

When I hit that note off key

She knew by then this hen

Could sing along with Mister Rooster

There songs would become barn burners

Catchy little tunes

Mostly sang in June

Love Birds would like to sing along

Sing the barn yard music

All year long

It's kind of catchy a tune of this type

Two birds kicking down 

the barn door type

Shacking things up 

With all of their might

The barn Yard Dance

Caught on for years

couples pair up

and become inseparable

From that day on 

Their a couple all year round

Dancing to the finest barn yard music around

Feeling happy as two clowns