Never Let Your Chicken Drive a Crane

We're the musical chickens, and we're here to rock your coop. Whoa.

The sky was blue. The sun was bright. I thought today would go just right. But then my chicken

had a plan. Said, "Hand me the keys, I'm your new crane man".

Feathers flying, gears are grinding. Clucking loud with no reminding. Never let your chicken

drive a crane. They'll smash the world and laugh at your pain. Feathers in the

air, chaos in their reign. Never let your chicken drive a crane. She beat the horn.

She swung the boom. Wrecking ball flew through the room. A rooster cheered, "You've got this

gal". Then she hit the town's canal. Eggs are rolling, wheels are screaming.