I have a cock who roams my backyard daily
Making sure the turf is not infringed,
And his inseminated chickens cherishing his liquidy gifts.
A diehard patriarch, he prevents his harem
To eat, drink, or breathe without his permission.
Wary of my approach by instinct, he crows frantically at my intrusion.
Ever so cocky, he mock-attacks, even as I offer grains to his polygamous lot,
So I kicked the ingrate against the wall till he shed feathers plenty.
Standing near, irate Dad stammers, “Let him be, you beast,”
While time-coerced Mom nods dogmatically, showing her wrinkly skin and feebleness.
Though knocked down often, his machismo he never shed,
Thinks it’s his right to bully and still be served.
Making sure the turf is not infringed,
And his inseminated chickens cherishing his liquidy gifts.
A diehard patriarch, he prevents his harem
To eat, drink, or breathe without his permission.
Wary of my approach by instinct, he crows frantically at my intrusion.
Ever so cocky, he mock-attacks, even as I offer grains to his polygamous lot,
So I kicked the ingrate against the wall till he shed feathers plenty.
Standing near, irate Dad stammers, “Let him be, you beast,”
While time-coerced Mom nods dogmatically, showing her wrinkly skin and feebleness.
Though knocked down often, his machismo he never shed,
Thinks it’s his right to bully and still be served.
