The Gang of Fifteen,
are now mixing it with the big girls.
They are fending for themselves
and their mother has resigned from her position.
Fourteen have enough feathers,
to look like miniature chooks now.
Then there is the ugly chickling.
I thought it might just have been a day or two
behind its siblings.
But the difference is greater than that.
It is much smaller and its feathering is poor.
Maybe this is what comes of your mother
reproducing with your grandfather.
'I'm a swan, I tell you...A SWAN!'