I am the golden chicken
Who lays so many eggs,
Not of gold, but you devour
In numbers Uncountable,
when a teen beaut passes by
You call her a cool chick,
You also eat us everyday,
And when a fashinable dame
Passe by, you call her chique
Why do you have so
Many varainces to describe
Me the cool chicken of the roost.
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