Yeah, yeah, yeah, sweet faces, all of them but behind all the clucks-clucks, the scratchey- scratchies, and all of the bawk-bawks, devious minds are at work.
Planning, waiting for just the right time. Resistance fighters are surely among them,
Three French Hens.
I discovered the evidence, there was no covering it up, no other explanation.
While they had me distracted with their cute, fluffy trials at flying,
the perching on my arm,
the comical attempts to balance while walking on the edge of the tub-
the others were hard at work.
Peck, peck, peck.
Just like the little train that could,
just like those little ants with rubber tree plants,
No resistance is futile.