Old Mother Hen

The old Mother Hen,
Had always ruled her roost.
Helped her Chicks along the way,
Always there to give a boost.

But, when the Chicks grew,
Into Roosters and Hens,
She then tried to roost,
On all of their nests.

Some Roosters welcomed this,
Because of the help she gave.
Actually, they were lazy,
Much of their work, she saved.

Other Roosters got grief,
From their Mrs. Chicken.
The old Hen was too pushy,
Chickens' stomachs were sickened.

Now the old Hen is ill,
Not long are her days.
Will the helped out ones help her?
Give back some of the time she saved?

Turns out that the dependent ones,
Were there, didn't pass the buck.
Stood by preening her feathers,
In the end, gave a cluck.