3TC – Poultry Crime

It wasn’t the chickens

It was the eggs

Counting them, we cheated a bit

I stuffed only two in my pocket for later

To eat with some bacon and fried potater

Our boss doesn’t let us eat on the job

After working all day we’re a hungry mob

Late at night is when we can dine

Figure we’re owed a few eggs as a fine

He hasn’t suspected in my time

And we don’t think of it as a crime

Maybe some day he’ll let us eat dinner

Otherwise the egg crop is bound to get thinner.



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