The Meat-Eaters Victory Poem by Leslie Alexis

Fowl be eerie
Foul the sight
As he bellows through
The abandoned night

Crowing madly
He speeds up day
For the sleepy humans
Along the way.

Cock-a-doodle-do,
His song the same,
But now hated
For what brought him fame.

Cock-a-doodle-do,
The song goes on
The crazy bird
Sings all day long.

Fowl be tasty -
Quite a bite –
Shotgun in hand
Let’s put out his light!

Fowl be tasty
Quite a chew
His meat be better
Than his cock-a-doodle-do.

Copyright © 2011 Leslie Alexis