As she woke up,
Cluck-Cluck, my little hen,
ate quickly
all she liked:
earthworms
and polenta,
breadcrumbs
and a little pudding,
because she promised to herself
that starting with tomorrow
she will fatten up
only in her dreams.
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Published on March 23, 2018 09:14