The virtues of their favorite breed;
Each told them with a zest,
It mattered not what others said,
His surely was the best.

"O dear! they're all so beautiful,"
Said Betty with a sigh,
"I fear we never can decide
The kind we want to buy."

Jack was sorely puzzled too,
Then he said: "O, the Dickens!
Let's build a chicken coop
And buy a bunch of chickens."