The Old Mother Hen

by

Wesley A. Storer

THE LESSON

Once there was a sad little boy
Who played behind an old house
Near an old cattailed slough
In the Montana of long ago
Where upon the Summer days
An old pet hen watched over him
Cooing and clucking all around
But the lad felt henpecked
For reasons we don't understand
And upon one very hot day
Placed a bucket over the hen
And found a new place to play
A few days later he returned
And turned over the old bucket
And found the old hen dead
Then he knew he was very bad
And went crying heartbroken
To his bed
'What happened to the white hen?'
He remembers his Mother's voice
And he was scared almost to death
For he knew he was very bad
He grew to be a pretty good kid
Because of an affectionate old hen
SO MOTHERS
Don't leave buckets around kids
and old pet hens on hot days

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