It happened, and Spawn Valley was where.
And I'll bet that you'll wish you were there,
So please hear my tale,
You'll laugh without fail,
Because it happened to Nalynn the Fair.

Now Nalynn and I were just talking,
And around on the grass she was walking,
When up walked a chicken,
Twas not Chicken Licken,
But the fair maid the chick began stalking.

Where ever Nal went it would follow,
Up hill, over dale, and through hollow,
She had started to sweat,
How close would it get!
Her mouth dry, she could not even swallow!

Now Nal had become quite excited,
But the onlookers were all quite delighted,
At this comical pair,
And Nal pulling her hair,
No chicken would make HER feel slighted!

Was this chicken possessed or what?
Nals pacing had caused a deep rut,
She could take it no more,
And she let out a roar,
"Who tied this chicken to my butt??"

I fell off my log to the grass,
Laughing like I was on gas,
Then the chick disappeared!
But it wasn't so wierd,
I mean, it's name was Pain In The Ass!