It was lunch left overs all filling our mouth.
When from our front yard came a scream filled with fright
Causing us both to behold such a weird sight.
A red bearded monster was stalking our place,
There were visions of hand outs all over its face.
He just squealed and he strutted with his cock-a-doodle-do,
And we both grabbed our camera to snap up a few.
We don't know were he came from or what he was seeking,
But he didn't want us to get close with our peeking.
So he crossed to the neighbors and bid us adieu,
He was gone by that evening, hopefully not in a stew.
4 comments:
Ha! That's hilarious! I'm especially impressed by your use of the word adieu. :)
Beautiful rooster! And I like your verse!
And Elizabeth, you don't even want to know how he spelled "adieu" the first time. :)
Love this!
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