The rooster is in the hen house
The hens are on there nest
And he has tried to rouse them.
My Lord, he’s done his best!
The hens have gone to setting.
I guess he’s on his own.
He just keeps on crowing....
I think his mind is gone!
The hens don’t care one whittle
What this rooster is up to,
They settle on their nestlings
So what’s he gonna do?
He climbs upon the hen house
Proclaiming nature’s end!
It ain’t natural for a rooster
To be without his hens!
Poem written by moonbaby