My Special Pet

Cheep, cluck cluck, cheep,
She's not a cute, fluffy sheep,
Or a fat, overgrown dog,
She's a secret darling,
Who's extremely charming,
I got her back in June, when she could softly snuggle in one hand,
Now she feels as heavy as an elephant,
Half her feather dark as void: other as rich as soil,
She is funny, all docile and sweet as sugar,
Like a little golden sun encased in the soft body of a hen,
Even though she smells as pungent as a skunk (almost),
She is still a darling,
Her feathers are the softest brown and black silk,
The centre of this silk as hard as bricks,
Although as smooth as freshly dried cement,
Her buddies are Fluffy, Beyonce, Tina, Snow White and Henrietta,
I've been told don't kiss her, but I don't listen,
I show my love, and she loves me,
My lovely chicken Annie