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With feathers fluffed and wings so bright,
The chicken struts, a joyful sight.
Her egg-laying skills, a wonder to see,
A symbol of fertility, for you and me.
Her gentle clucks, a soothing sound,
As she pecks and scratches, on the ground.
With curious eyes, and a wiggly tail,
The chicken's charm, never fails to prevail. 17 replies
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