I bought her with all of my shekels
She has speckles on her head
And her feathers are soft and red
Her earlobes are blue
But I don’t have a clue
If she is a rooster or a hen
When I hold her in my arms
She is as zen as could be
She wouldn’t hurt a flea
Even if chickens eat bugs
They are the animal I love
Her neck is bare and black
And she lives in her chicken shack
She goes “cluck cluck”
And “bawk bawk”
She also goes “gawk!”
And she squawks
We’ll always be together
And I’ll love her forever!
My sweet Dottie!
--Addie N., 3rd-5th Grade