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Have you been awoken to the dulcet tune of a early morning cock crow. There is a beauty to this herald of the dawn, but when want to lay in and rest it can be very annoying.
To a Cockerel.
I see you now while you strut your stuff
I’ve had enough of your sun rising call
Giving it your all, disturbing my sleep.
Why do I keep you fed when you wake
Me from my bed instead of caring for
Your master’s need to rest his bones.
I see you now lurking in the weeds ready
To pounce upon my egg layers, those vital
Players who bring the sun to my breakfast.
I gave you wifelets to suit your cocky ways,
But days are coming now, when I must plow
A different furrow to still my aching brow.
I see you now ensconced in a pan, with greens
And stuffing, yes I can, and potatoes too and
Lentil stew and parsnips new, and with carrots
I grew that you pecked and strew around my
Garden in your arrogance as you prance and
Dance as if you are the centre of my world.
Dammit, I see you now scrawny tough and old
I’ve left it too late to sate my angry appetite
To put right your incessant ignoring of my
Right to rest at early morn, to sleep through
Dawn, I had my chance to crush you at your birth
Now you deride me with mirth at bloody early day.
Ah look at them all cute and yellow, they mellow
My mood, when they grow up I’ll have them as food
Then you can father another brood for me, you see.
I see you now you giving your all, despite that bloody
Early call which in the scheme of things I’ll deem it said
You earn your bread, I see you now, I’ll keep you instead.
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Whew! That was close!
Very nice. Thanks.
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It sounds like it was written from experience.
I enjoyed it very much. Well done!
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Do you know what cockerels really hate on New Year's Day at about 5:30 a.m. ? Having their perch shot out from under them. Didn't hear a peep out him after that. 
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A wooden chopping block and an axe works too.
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For a second there I thought I was reading lyrics from songs on the album Working Man's Dead
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Can you do: to a wasp
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Weirdo101 wrote:Can you do: to a wasp Psychopathic wasp - invertebrate hooligan drunk on rotting fruit. (Senryu form)
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Yes, Weirdo, to answer your question. Try this. Think about it.
Double Entendre
I am glad you have gone with your waspish ways
Ah happy days, relief from bitter moody climes
Darker times, with your incessant buzzing drone
It’s good to be alone, away from your hurtful sting
Your fancy clothes of black and yellow, your bulbous
Eyes and angry nature, I knew you wouldn’t mellow.
You were always on the wing, never there, never in
And when you were you hovered over me. I was seldom
Free of your threat, at every juncture you sought to
Puncture me, to get beneath my skin, to leave a bruise
Then cruise away and get ready to harm another day
I am glad you have gone with your waspish ways
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Weirdo101 wrote:Can you do: to a wasp
So, truculent wasp
what use are you to folk and
what do you do well?
Honey making bees -
a supermarket franchise
is their goal perhaps?
Industrious and
social, the bee is useful -
barbs are rarely used.
Angry buzzing wasp
wasted on fermented fruit,
what is up your arse
that makes you so mad?
Does your stinging tail hurt you
as well as others?
What ails your crazed mind,
do you fear the spider’s web,
is your life a farce?
Is your time now past,
would you prefer death instead?
The aerosol spray
of finality,
should anaesthetise your fears.
Sending you to sleep
well into eternity
to relieve you of your pain.
(Senryu influenced chain with some enjambment ending with a tanka)
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Do you write poetry Weirdo? Do you have lessons featuring it? Do you like poetry? What are your thoughts?
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