Wings stretch wide,
feet shuffle in time with the music,
tails bobbing, feathers catching the light.
The barnyard becomes a stage,
a festival of clucks and laughter,
where every jump and spin
feels like flying without leaving the ground.
Hands clap, children cheer,
the world shrinks to the rhythm of joy,
and for a moment, everyone
is a chicken,
dancing, unashamed, alive.