Said the first little chicken,
With a strange little squirm,
"I wish I could find
A fat little worm."
Said the next little chicken,
With an odd little shrug:
"I wish I could find
A fat little bug."
Said a third little chicken,
With a small sigh of grief,
"I wish I could find
A green little leaf!"
Said the fourth little chicken,
With a faint little moan,
"I wish I could find
A wee gravel stone."
"Now, see here!" said the mother,
From the green garden patch,
"If you want any breakfast,
Just come here and scratch!"