Hannah's Blog (1)

"Said the big white rooster, "Gosh all Hemlock, things are tough, Seems that worms are getting scarce and I cannot find enough. What's become of all those fat ones is a mystery to me; There were thousands through the rainy spell, but now where can they be?" The little red hen, who heard him, didn't grumble or complain, She had been through lots of dry spells, she has lived through floods of rain; So she flew up on the grindstone and she gave her claws a whet, And she said, "I've never seen a ti… Continue