The hen ran to the blacksmith:

The hen ran to the blacksmith:
— Blacksmith, blacksmith go to the owner of a good spit. The owner gives a cow grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will give me the butter, I grease the neck of the cock: cock choked on bean seed.
— the Scythe of course, I can give. But why don't you just take my oil?
— Yeah?! And to screw up such a good quest?!

#the joke