Tiny Tickle UnRadio

One of Tiny Tickle UnRadio's frequent listeners, who also happens to be a chicken, wrote us a poem:

A chicken once laughed,
Down a ventilation shaft,
And caught its crest in the fan.
The noise was appalling,
Like a lawnmower stalling,
So the chicken leapt up and ran.

The other birds laughed
And said, "You're awfully daft,
You've lost your headgear to a fan!"
And the chicken replied,
"Hey, I nearly died!
Be quiet or I'll get you -- I can!"

Said the farmer, "'Ello, 'Ello,
I can help, so be mellow,
There's a first aid box by the wood."
So the farmer walked off,
With a sniff and a cough,
Hiding a tear as best as he could.

When the farmer returned,
He said, "I hope you have learned
Not to mess with a machine of mine,"
As he performed first aid,
He added, "And when you write really bad autobiographic poems,
Please remember not to put too many words on, or rhyme too many words with, the same line."

We think that this poem is absolutely awful and are open to suggestions for improvements.