Poor old Chicken Lickens not the brightest little bird

Keeps coming up with theories that are clearly quite absurd

He got hit by an acorn, and to laugh would be a sin

But our little feathered friend believes, the sky is falling in

He’s running round the farmyard telling everyone his tale

“We must inform the government and do it without fail”

Rounding up some other birds to join him on his quest

Picking just the fittest, disregarding all the rest

The Goose and Turkey Lurkey led this brave deluded ring

As they marched into the night so they could go and tell the King

Poor old Chicken Lickens brain has really flown the coop

The way he carries on he’s going to end up in the soup