to care for others, take care of yourself
What rooster can’t rise in the morning, thought the frustrated rock game hen. There are eggs to gather, no matter the weather. Slightest rain and that foul sleeps in.
So the hen flew atop the sleepy cock, flopped in the barn past dawn. Enough I say, basta! This bird’s going gansta, donning bling with a big heart on.
That chic can cluck, agreed the livestock, aroused to the day from their dreams. Fresh cream from the cows. Happy squeals from the sows. King cock, replaced by a queen.
