When the bus driver returns home at night, the hen flies down to the ground.
Then she runs to the barnyard door, and has her supper with the other hens.
After her long automobile trip, this hen is very tired.
So she goes to roost very early in the evening.
After a night’s rest, she is ready to start out again in the morning.
Rain or shine, this hen never misses her automobile ride.
Now, is she not a queer hen?
Sing, Little Bird
Sing, little bird,