The next morning Snowball let him see her chickens.
"Cluck, clack, cluck!" she said.
"Oh, how pretty they are!" said Boy Blue.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
"You have seven dear little snowballs."
Snowball was proud of her babies,
Boy Blue put them in his hat.
They were too little to walk.
"Come, Snowball," he said, "I have a new house for you."
"Cluck, cluck! This is a good house," she said.