And Then There Were 5

Seven little chickens sitting on a roost
One hen died and was set loose
Now they are scared and filled with fright
That something will come in the dead of night

Six little chickens sitting in the pen
Another one died and met her end
Now the other birds are terrified
That two of their flock already died

Will something get them after dark?
Or was it just a silly lark?
I hope we don’t lose anymore
I will not buy eggs at the store