Im a three
Legged chicken
Living on a farm
Hoping this year
I won’t come
To any harm.
I like my extra leg,
Keeping my
Feathers intact,
Im not fit
for the table
Me and the
Farmer
we had
A little chat.
I said to the farmer
I’ll take
the job
Of  Molly
the cat
With this extra
Leg
I could catch all
Those rats.
We Three
legged chickens
Your on to a winner
Let me tell
you Mr farmer
We’re not made
For Sunday dinner.