Me and my pet rooster rise at dawn
He with a raucous ear shattering crow
Me with a timid, tired, prolonged yawn
He has to stop, I have told him so
If he does not stop soon, you can bet
Something very dire I will do
I will forget that he is my pet
And dine with pleasure on rooster stew
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Billbard.
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My 5 yr old grandson heard a rooster crow for the first time visiting with me, he was elated, beautiful experience for me to see...my heart skipped several beats...mary...love your poem...
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This made me remember an old rooster that would crow as I walked by in the early mornings. His call was strange, strangled and painful, reminding me that 'coq au vin' was prepared from old roosters. I hope yours tastes good!
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very cute and sad
shut up rooster
rooster stew
clever
God bless you...
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Oh this poem is quite funny! Great write!!!!!!!!
If he does not stop soon, you can bet
Something very dire I will do
I will forget that he is my pet
And dine with pleasure on rooster stew
Those are my fav. lines!!!!!
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Bill, derived from William, comes from the Germinic elements 'Wil' (will, desire) and 'Helm' (helmet, protection)....
This made me remember an old Saturday Night Live skit with Mike Myers tied to a jungle gym, frikken hilarious...(the hyper hypo kid)
But ultimately through further research I found a comical term associated with William, I'm sure you've heard of it.....anyways.
"Me and my pet Rooster"
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