Arrived at the white, red-trimmed hen house for collecting
big rocks to put in the bottom of my new veggie tank garden
Pulled myself out of the car and saw a large rooster
standing on one leg at the road-corner of the coop
black-speckled, brilliant-red wattle and crest, beady eyes staring my direction
He suddenly opened his beak and produced a loud cockadoodling that made
His whole body stretch toward the sky
I laughed and noticed the coop’s open door, protected with a screen-door
and realized this handsome fellow was role-playing Adam’s part
hanging around the forbidden fruits
He ‘doodled again as I clucked the best chicken garble I knew while
making my way around the back of the house to find a pile of rocks
I picked up two rocks, carried them back to the car, turned to make
another trip and noticed the rooster now staring through the screen door
desperately trying to see the invisible cackling hens
He cockadoodled to the sky a couple more times
I laughed again and picked my way to the back for more rocks
After several trips, I saw that the rooster had left, but he ‘doodled from across the
narrow road and an answering ‘doodle sounded from a
second black-speckled rooster, just as imposing as the first
Those hens had better watch out, two roosters stalking on a pretty spring day!
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