Cockfight In Bali 2 Poem by Douglas Scotney

In Bali once,
with a nearby punter,
I bet on a battle between cocks.
It was the biggest cockfight debacle that day.

My cock was Puteh (to rhyme with 'day'):
his was Merah, Hitam or Hijau (I forget) .

As the handlers stroked them
and spat arak down their throats,
the shouting of the punters determined the odds.
PUTEH! PUTEH! PUTEH!
MERAH! MERAH! MERAH!
Ours odds I think were even.

In a minute (less)
Hijau, Hitam or Merah jumped up
and slashed the throat of Puteh,
who back-somersaulted
spraying blood
and landed dead.

I said, 'Oh, WHAT! '
Puteh ended the day in a pot.