Queenie

If you had known how fine your feathers looked
as you pecked amongst the sedge and hellebore

how spectacular your eye how comical your raggedy
appearance when in moult a comet in slow motion

feathers drifting and ruffling against the wire of the pen
if you had known little hen about the wiliness of foxes

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