Puck, The Consequences

‘Puck’ – you’ve met her already,
named Hunch with her beautiful
sister Stella, confidently strides the
same side of the pen as the bigger

hens, runs and ducks with the panache
of a pickpocket when set upon,
complained there was no future
for a dyslectic hen with a slight

speech impediment. No way was she
going to get a place in College, much
less fulfil her heart’s desire to marry
an absent-minded Professor. Of course I’m

amazed; to think Hunch, who had ambition
no less appealing than mine (except for the
‘professor’), was prepared to make
overtures, negotiate, stake a claim.

Puck the consequences she said again.
I’m taking a stand for us hens, for all
hendom, and in particular, the grey-
haired man who brings us our daily grain.
22 April 2007, I.D. Carswell