MOTOR AND HEN
Alas poor fowl—precipitate Beyond the. reckonings of Pate! What was it prompted you to run Across a road inscribed At — A road as perilous to chicks As any Phlegethon or Styx? Bad yon a brain? I do not think That in your case that cranial chink Was ever adequately filled, Por poultry-keepers do not build On cerebration , or expect Exuberance of intellect. iVo,* theirs the simpler, easier quest Of pullets punctual to the nest. Who cultivate with single eye The virtue of fertility; Their one idea of a hen Is eggs, and eggs, and eggs again. And so the two machines—your crude Conglomerate of flesh and blood — And mine of cogs and wheels and gears, Met in collision. It appears Mine was the stronger of the two. i m sorry, R.I.P. Adieu! H. F. M., The “Observer."-
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Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 468, 25 September 1928, Page 6
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140MOTOR AND HEN Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 468, 25 September 1928, Page 6
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