chicken little sky fell

grass is always greener thats why the chickenn crossed the rd beneth the cloud with silver lining that hides the hugh rainbows with the sundhine in my pocket next my pot of gold walk along the tin man that loved so much he sould hi off to see the wizard down the big yellow bricked rds soul chicken lottle skys fallen oon the rabbit and down the hole mad as the hatter lost as alice to free all the lost souls