Biled hen is universally respekted.
Thare is a grate deal ov originality tew the hen—exactly how mutch i kant tell, historians fight so mutch about it. Sum say Knower had hens with him in the ark, and sum say he didn't. So it goes which and tuther.
I kant tell yu which was born fust, the hen or the egg; sumtimes i think the egg was—and sumtimes i think the hen was—and sumtimes i think i don't kno, and i kant tell now, which way is right, for the life of me.
Laying eggs is the hen's best grip.
A hen that kant lay eggs—is laid out.
One egg is konsidered a fair day's work for a hen. i hav heard ov their doing better, but i don't want a hen ov mine tew do it—it is apt tew hurt their constitution and by-laws, and thus impaire their futer worth.
The poet sez, beautifully:
"Sumboddy haz stole our old blew hen!
I wish they'd let her bee;
She used tew lay 2 eggs a day,