The Life of a Chicken

Once, long ago in a muddy farmyard, there lived a little chicken. The chick was born on 25th of June 1922 and has now passed away, but this is what happened. Living in a attached pen was a coal black runt, now resting in straw. Every day, Hazel- another chicken laid eggs for Farmer Tom. After, they would get washed thoroughly. The candle flickering, he would get tucked into bed and flick his fringe over his eyes, then blow out the  candle to fall asleep. “Another hard day done” dreamt the farmer in his sleep “But tomorrow is not finished yet.”