I don't know what she's crying about,
She souldn't have let him out to stretch his legs!
I don't know what good he was anyways,
I never heard of a Rooster laying eggs!
It's was just a stupid bird you see,
Whose number just was up!
She can get another one I am sure,
Don't they all have feathers and cluck?
So what if his name was Doodle,
And from her hand ate crackers and cheese.
Now come on, give me a break would you?
It was just a Rooster, now stop crying, please?
She wants to give it a funeral?
And say some final words?
For heavens sake it was just a dumb little bird!
I've never heard of something so absurd!
Ok, I will go to Doodle's funeral,
And stand and listen to what she has to say.
I guess he was a cute little Rooster fella,
In his litle Doodle Rooster kind of way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is how we need to respect others small world! rgds