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Nov 2019
Strutting like a rooster
In the hen house of love
Crowing and a pecking
At a pigeon then a dove

Spurs *****
Feathers flying
I struck and stuck
A duck just lying

Fertile are the eggs
My girls tend to lay
Let them hatch
Or eat them
With some bacon
If you crave

My meat no longer tender
Unlike the farmers pig
They won't eat me for dinner
And so I get to live

Strutting in this farm yard
I surely have the life
****-a-do-doe-do
I crow
With all my might!!
..........................
Traveler Timi

The neighbors rooster somehow got into our yard which is surrounded by 6 foot fences and is having a good time with all of our hens of course we don’t have roosters because who wants to hear them ******* all day, they fertilize your eggs and besides that when I had them before they spurred me they’re lucky to be alive you know
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