us to the art of Bev Dyer, asks us to choose
a piece to feature in our poem. I chose
the sassy Farm House Rooster.
Submitted to dVerse
September 3, 2019
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Loaded with self confidence
with comb so red
and morning greeting
we've all come to dread
and morning greeting
we've all come to dread
Strut your stuff,
you braggadoccio.
It’s the hen that lays the eggs,
you old so and so!
you braggadoccio.
It’s the hen that lays the eggs,
you old so and so!
Some get to lay eggs; some get to make a noise.
ReplyDeleteSo sassy indeed! You gave this colourful creature a colourful personality. Thanks for joining in, Bev! :)
ReplyDeletehaha - this was quite humorous.
ReplyDeleteI love the sassy tone. Tell them ha..ha...
ReplyDeleteSuch a cocky telling of the cock's tale.
ReplyDeleteTruly delightful every which way, Beverly. Ain't it the truth!
ReplyDeleteYou picked a colourful, cheerful image, Bev, and wrote it into a sassy little poem! Love it!
ReplyDeleteI like that colorful rooster strutting his stuff--but I like how the hen told him off! :)
ReplyDeleteThis one made me smile all the way through! I love it. I can see the old rooster prancing around the barnyard!
ReplyDeleteHa... but yet the hen are always looking out for the man...
ReplyDeleteHa! Love it.
ReplyDeleteHaha, I like the end of this!
ReplyDeleteHe does look like he enjoys strutting his stuff!
ReplyDeleteHe’s all macho isn’t he? I love this.
ReplyDeleteLove the wit here Bev — you put a smile on my face... :-‘
ReplyDeleteAs you can see here Bev, I seem to have solved the mystery of how I can leave a comment on your Blogger site! YIPPEE!
ReplyDeleteHappy to see you conquered all! Good to see your face here.
DeleteLove this, Bev! I can see that rooster strutting around like an old cartoon I remember.
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