A rooster that crows in the dark…

I hear him at four,

I hear him at five,

What the hell is this jive,

When does his new watch arrive…?

Every thirty seconds does he crow,

Is he making known his personal woe?

Or is there some reason he is all aglow?

Or does he have a hangover feeling kinda low?

If he does not close his beak,

A bruise he will find on his cheek,

For if he awakens me one more time,

I am going to bury him in lime,

So deep that out he won’t be able to climb…

                © ed ~ 9/3/04