Hen named Henny

There was once a hen named Henny

Who wasn’t worth a penny

She thought of little Tim

“I wouldn’t put it past him”

She slowly thought

“To take me to the sellers shop”

I wake him up!

Mother is glad I go “tup tup”

But Mother one day said

Get Henny out of bed.

You are taking her to sell to Tess,

For 20 cents, not a penny more nor a penny less

Tess said, boy you drive a bargain

But I won’t even give ten

Take it to Bess

For ten cents not a penny more nor less

But Bess said ten

I would not even give you a cheap pen!

Bess said take him home get him to lay eggs of a precious item

He is that breed, out of him you can get things worth more than him

If you do as I say you will live like kings

Not just with a few little things

Yes, yes cried little Tim

For the thought of such riches excited him

Home to his mother he ran

In his haste he stepped on her only fan

Tim, Tim what has gotten into you

You run like the hot, dry, summer loo

Mother our hen can make us wealthy

To which she replied “She is not even healthy”

The person who told you that is as smart

As an unbaked tart.

“No” growled a man, Bess said that and it is true

See it says it here in blue

Then she wasn’t telling lies

Said mother after the first couple of tries

It is indeed pure gold

Just as Bess foretold!

We will be wealthy

With a hen which is not even healthy

So wealthy is what they were

But what would happen when death reaches her

They then decided to ask Henny for

Her successor

Now they figured out what she could do

She was a chicken and a genie too

She had to obey

Though maybe not today

She made gold again

She was in the game

The next day she died for cut up by Tim

Mother made him sorry for no more gold because of him.

Now they were poor

Once more.