FLY BY NIGHT
Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 9:21 pm
FLY BY NIGHT
He's flown the coop he's up and gone, he's nowhere to be seen.
So secretive one never knew just where he might have been.
He'd reappear at oddest times and never once seemed ruffled
and where he disappeared to had the whole household kerfuffled
We missed his early morning crow and his barnyard displays
his struttin' and his fluffing - his bravado every day
He'd dominate the flighty females flapping round his pen
and sheer aggression he would show towards the sheepdogs when
they thought to steal an egg or two from out the laying boxes.
He gave them the same treatment then that he dished out to foxes.
He was a stroppy rooster with plumage emerald green
with gold highlights upon his tail. An iridescent sheen
of black as midnight. silky soft and sensational feathers
I think he's really gone this time, he's moved in with the wethers.
And now the girls are lonely each night in the chicken house
their male has gone and flown the coop. Ain’t bachelorhood grouse?
Maureen Clifford ©
He's flown the coop he's up and gone, he's nowhere to be seen.
So secretive one never knew just where he might have been.
He'd reappear at oddest times and never once seemed ruffled
and where he disappeared to had the whole household kerfuffled
We missed his early morning crow and his barnyard displays
his struttin' and his fluffing - his bravado every day
He'd dominate the flighty females flapping round his pen
and sheer aggression he would show towards the sheepdogs when
they thought to steal an egg or two from out the laying boxes.
He gave them the same treatment then that he dished out to foxes.
He was a stroppy rooster with plumage emerald green
with gold highlights upon his tail. An iridescent sheen
of black as midnight. silky soft and sensational feathers
I think he's really gone this time, he's moved in with the wethers.
And now the girls are lonely each night in the chicken house
their male has gone and flown the coop. Ain’t bachelorhood grouse?
Maureen Clifford ©
