Chicken Run

The farmer met his nephew at the railroad station.

“Uncle, I’m mighty glad to see you,” said the boy. “That crate of chickens you sent us bust open just as I was going to take ‘em out and they ran all over the place. I chased ‘em through the neighbor’s yard but only got back eleven.”

“You did alright,” said the uncle. “I only sent you six.”

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