I caught sight of them years ago. But you never know where to find them. The wind blows them away. They have no roots, which hampers them a good deal. My life is monotonous.
All chickens are just alike, and all men are just alike.
So I'm rather bored. But if you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine. I'll know the sound of footsteps that will be different from all the rest. Other footsteps send me back underground. Yours will call me out of my burrow like music.