When a boy with a love for birds disappears
And your heart rate begins to quicken,
Take a deep breath and set aside your fears—
Chances are good that he’s up with the chickens.

Especially if the chickens are beautiful and flecked
Or colored like a handsome Dala Tupp;
But even if they’re molty, drab, and henpecked,
That’s where he’s bound to turn up!