Woman: my / your / his hen: my wife, your wife, his wife.
My (little) hen : affectionate appellative term
Swarm my hen : hurry up my friend
Mother-hen or mother-hen: mother who "broods" her children, who mother them.
Papa-poule: father who loves his children and surrounds them with affection.
Moorhen: Formerly a laundress who washes on a washing-boat on the Seine (mariners' jargon).
When the hens will have teeth: never (see below).
Kill the goose that lays the golden eggs: destroy by greed or impatience the source of a large profit.
To be like a hen who found a knife: very embarrassed, very surprised.
It's like the egg and the chicken: we don't know where it started (of linked causes).
A hen would not find her chicks there. : mess, mess.
Go to bed, get up like (with) chickens, very early.
Sissy: cowardly, fearful, cowardly.
Old hen: old woman.
Tate-poule: husband.
False hen: false token.
Chicken cage: housing.
Mouth in a houndstooth: which tightens the lips while pouting.
Mouth behind a hen: behave.
Moorhen: laundress.
Piss like chickens: go to the office.
Chicken plucker: marauder, thief.
When the hens pee: never.
To hatch your hen: to make a woman pregnant.
Goosebumps: to have goosebumps: to be afraid; give goosebumps: make you shiver, tremble.
Finding the Black Hen: Finding a Source of Income.
Eggs should not be counted in the ass of the hen: Expression meaning that one should not take for granted an advantage or a thing before being sure of being able to dispose of it.
Plucking the hen: living with the peasants.
The hen: the police. Be careful, here's the hen.
Go to the hen: file a complaint.
He has a goose bum: the police are looking for him.
Beautiful hen: light woman, showy and vulgar woman.
Mistress of a man (maintain a hen).
Luxury hen: high-end prostitute.
Expressions: “Lead the hens to piss – Go and milk the hens”: To attend to insignificant or fictitious work – To be unable to do useful things
The first expression dates from the XNUMXth century, the second is more recent since it is attested in the XNUMXth century.
The hens being able to relieve themselves freely around the chicken coop, it is obvious that such an occupation is not really useful. But when we also know that hens do not pee since urine and droppings mix in the cesspool, this only accentuates the pointlessness of the thing.
For the second expression, the hens having no udder or teats and not producing milk, it is therefore totally inept to want to milk them. Suffice to say that the person who claims to go and milk the hens behaves identically to the person who says he wants to go and comb the giraffe.
These two expressions also applied to them simpletons, to the simple-minded, incapable of doing more useful things.
The expression: “Killing the goose that lays the golden egg”: Depriving yourself of significant future profits to satisfy immediate interests – Acting only for the short term, without any long-term vision.
This XNUMXth century expression is taken from a fable by La Fontaine The goose that lays golden eggs, itself inspired by a moral by Aesop, an ancient Greek author. For those who have forgotten the short fable in question, it is about a miser whose hen laid a golden egg every day.
Believing that this hen contained a treasure, the miser killed her to realize, disappointed, that she was similar to his other hens and that he had just stupidly killed what could have enriched him without end, s he hadn't been so greedy.
In other words, when the hens have teeth is simply a phrase synonymous with never or at the Saint-Glinglin, Among others.
This expression is attested at the end of the XNUMXth century. At the same time, at the end of the XNUMXth century, it was also said when the hens piss with exactly the same meaning.
– Quote from the American writer of German origin Henry Charles Bukowski (1920-1994): “– I love you my hen, I said. “Bastard,” she said. in his novel Factotum published in 1975.
– Quote from the American writer Truman Capote, by his birth name Truman Streckfus Persons (1924-1984): “Drop my hen. You didn't bring me here to talk about love", in his novel The crossing of summer (published posthumously in 2005).