Said the first little chicken, with a strange little squirm,
"I wish I could find a fat little worm."

Said the next little chicken, with an odd little shrug:
"I wish I could find fat little bug."

Said a third little chicken, with a small sigh of grief,
"I wish I could find a green little leaf!"

Said the fourth little chicken, with a faint little moan,
"I wish I could find a wee gravel stone."

"See here!" said the mother, from the green garden patch,
"If you want any breakfast, just come here and scratch!"