THE WOOING
One morning bright and early a young cock from the next farm stepped into the barnyard where lived a certain young chick.
"Good day, Father Rooster," said he.
"Many thanks, young sir," said Father Rooster.
"I've come a-wooing. May I have your fair daughter Peep for my bride?"
"Ask Mother Hen, Brother Bantam, Sister Cluck, and fair Peep herself; and then we'll see," said Father Rooster.
"Where is Mother Hen?"
"She is sitting in the hay hatching her eggs."
So away went young cock
With a fly and a leap,
So anxious was he
To marry fair Peep.
"Good day, Mother Hen," said he.
"Many thanks, young sir," said Mother Hen.
"I've come a-wooing. May I have your fair daughter Peep for my bride?"
"Ask Father Rooster, Brother Bantam, Sister Cluck, and fair Peep herself; then we'll see," said Mother Hen.
"Where is Brother Bantam?"
"He's on the gate-post learning to crow."
