Saturday, 23 July 2022

CHANTICLEER COCK

 

In the farmyard

Where the chickens scratch

A Chanticleer cock keeps an eye

On his clucking batch

 

But if some unfortunate

Mishap should befall

Leaving the farmyard

With no cock at all

 

Then nature will take a hand

To correct the mishap

Turning one of the scratchy hens

Into a chap

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