A pen is to me as a beak is to a hen.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't use a pen. I write with a goose quill dipped in venom.
The pen is the tongue of the mind.
It may be the cock that crows, but it is the hen that lays the eggs.
A hen is only an egg's way of making another egg.
To hold a pen is to be at war.
I'm a good scholar when it comes to reading but a blotting kind of writer when you give me a pen.
When I see a bird that walks like a duck and swims like a duck and quacks like a duck, I call that bird a duck.
The gentleman puts me in mind of an old hen which persists in setting after her eggs are taken away.
I have a painting where somebody's holding a chicken, and underneath the chicken is somebody's head.
My dear Mama, you are definitely the hen who hatched a famous duck.