TEMP: ° WIND: mph @ °
Humidity: -- Visibility: -- Pressure: mb

My poem about pecking

Friday, April 20th, 2018

By: Sunshine with Hazel

I like to peck everything even Ms. Barbara’s ring. 

Peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck.  This little thing copies me while I peck away with my glorious beak. Giants watching over me. Hooray! Hooray!  I am pecking away.

 

Discover more from Chicken Scratch

Subscribe now to keep reading and get access to the full archive.

Continue reading