Water and bread and Chicken and cheese.
Every race creed and colour depend on these.
It pecks ‘n checks the coast is clear,
Just fattening up, when no one is near.
Laying eggs, it can’t be over easy.
Well, I wish such a thing as a battery hen,
recharge, recharge then recharge again.
I spotted a chicken, it didn’t spy me,
It was one of the ones supposed to be free.
A beautiful bird, that’s my point.
Just ends up in a fast food joint.
Read at speed, such as the subject moves.