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Every day it was pecking and fighting.
A cook saw them: "Ah! My little fellows,"
Cried he, "No more of this carrying on!
To put an end to your rages,
To the spit,^[1], my rascals!"

THE SONG OF THE GREY HEN.

There once was a little grey hen
Who went to lay in the church,
 She laid a little egg^[2]
Which the child ate quite hot.

There once was a little white hen
Who went to lay in the barn,
 She laid a little egg
For the child who was sleeping.

There once was a little yellow hen
Who went to lay under the prison,^[3]
 She laid a little egg
Which the child ate quite hot.

 

1. Broche (s.f.), spit.
2. Coco (Coquille, shell), egg.
3. Geôle (s.f.), gaol, prison, gailor's lodge.