Nicola O Posted December 9, 2011 Share Posted December 9, 2011 Just seen Pam Ayres on Gardeners World and it got me remembering some her of fantastic poems, googled some of them and came across this one. I know she's a patron of the BHWT but didn't know she'd written a poem to them. Enjoy Oh. I am a battery hen, on me back there's not a germ, I never scratched a farmyard, and I never pecked a worm, I never had the sunshine, to warm me feathers through, Eggs I lay. Every day. For the likes of you. When you has them scrambled, piled up on your plate, It's me what you should thank for that, I never lays them late, I always lays them reg'lar, I always lays them right, I never lays them brown, I always lays them white. But it's no life, for a battery hen, in me box I'm sat, A funnel stuck out from the side, me pellets comes down that, I gets a squirt of water, every half a day, Watchin' with me beady eye, me eggs roll away. I lays them in a funnel, strategically placed, So that I don't kick 'em and let them go to waste, They rolls off down the tubing, and up the gangway quick, Sometimes I gets to thinkin' "That could have been a chick!" I might have been a farmyard hen, scratchin' in the sun, There might have been a crowd of chicks, after me to run, There might have been a cockerel fine, to pay us his respects, Instead of sittin' here till someone comes and wrings our necks. I see the Time and Motion clock, is sayin' nearly noon, I 'spec me squirt of water, will come flyin' at me soon, And then me spray of pellets, will nearly break me leg, And I'll bite the wire nettin' and lay one more bloody egg. Nicola Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jackian Posted December 9, 2011 Share Posted December 9, 2011 I read this in a mag recently and it just sums battery hens up perfectly. Wonderful Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nicola O Posted December 10, 2011 Author Share Posted December 10, 2011 I love Pam Ayres poems , but this one is especially poinient (spl?). Think I'll e-mail it to a friend who 'doesn't see the harm' in battery hens (even though she's seen the state of mine when just released). Nicola Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cheeky Chooky Posted December 10, 2011 Share Posted December 10, 2011 I remember this poem...very clever but very sad Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Space Chick Posted December 10, 2011 Share Posted December 10, 2011 What an apt poem, and particularly poignant at the moment with so many due to go to the pet food factory at the end of this month Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy ben grace Posted December 10, 2011 Share Posted December 10, 2011 Lovely poem, so sad. I love Pam she is so clever, thanks for sharing this. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lavenders_Blue Posted December 10, 2011 Share Posted December 10, 2011 That is a great poem and I will be sharing this. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gloss-Hen Posted December 11, 2011 Share Posted December 11, 2011 He sad fact is that it is so true shame on them Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
