Derek the skunk liked his eggs in the morn, So he went into the chicken coop where the eggs were born, Then the chickens got mad, And treated poor Derek bad, So Derek breakfasted by eating field corn.
There was a falcon big and true, He watched Jimbo's chickens from a tree limb view, Jimbo had a rooster, chick and hen, In a topless chicken pen, Now, the roster's gone and Jimbo's chickens number two.
A dirt farm, some pigs and a still,
Grandpa's old farmhouse on the hill,
Although the old man was poor,
He'd work till he was sore,
Then on his whisky and ham he would fill.
My chickens are moving so slow, They blame the cold and the snow, But, if the cold they can't beat, I guess they're ready to eat, Tomorrow I'll let them all know.
There once was a chicken named Cam, She laid eggs that were all full of ham, But, the pigs on the farm, Said ham-eggs did them harm, So, Cam laid eggs full of blueberry jam.