If your Rooster is Lonely

Rhett

We have a rooster named Rhett
He’s never been much of a pet
Used to have a bunch of hens
Gathered around in the pen

All day long he’d strut’n crow
Really put on a good show
All the hens were impressed
They felt safe in their nest

Then the critter came a prancing
The hungry Fox kept advancing
Swiftly pursuing his females
And did Rhett try to prevail?

Now the rooster named Rhett
Has a different mindset
He’s missing his girlfriends
Gone like so many whirlwinds

‘Cause when it comes to tending
And then to defending
He’s just a lonely screwball
A scared chicken after all


 

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Man’s Best Friend

Wilson

She wants to have him cut, he’s been pissin in the hut!
I opined: “He’s just markin’ his spot…. what’s the upshot?”
She said: “I just want you to reckon, this needs a correction!”
I said: “If you cut him he’ll get fat and slow”.
She said: “If we don’t he’ll have to go!”.
Then I offered: “I’ll do whatever training it takes, to let him keep his grapes!”
And she countered: “Show me what you can do, I won’t slice through…”
But if there’s a split decision, and there has to be an incision;

A dog is not man’s best friend!


 

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