A hen met with an egg one day
And they began a burst
Of argument; each tried to say
That it had been there first,
‘Without me,’ said the chicken, ‘You
Could not even be laid.’
‘And where,’ the egg said, ‘pray tell, do,
Was cock that laid you made?
‘Inside of me, that’s where it stayed,
And you came from me too!’
The chicken, though was undismayed,
Responding, ‘So sez you!
‘But you were first inside of me,
You simply can’t deny;
Without me there can no egg be;
Yours not to reason why!’
This argument for ages went
While each pursued its boast –
Till egg was to an omelette sent
And chicken was a roast.
But seeing hens by cocks were laid,
And hens then laid the eggs
From which more hens and cocks were made –
Cocks first, the question begs?