Alis girls Posted November 26, 2011 Share Posted November 26, 2011 Apologies to George Gershwin Wintertime and the hens are a moultin' Winds a blowing , pile of feathers are high, Eggs are sc"Ooops, word censored!" and this hen mummies a fretin' Hurry up spring or I will cry. Summertime and my gals are good lookin Fully feathered and layin like mad Hate the cold - need to knit them some sweaters First sign a spring I'll be glad Having cleaned out run and found piles of feathers set me thinking. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Cheeky Chooky Posted November 26, 2011 Share Posted November 26, 2011 very good Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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