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I'Ve Got An Embarassing Secret

I have to spill my guts It has been on my mind It is making me quite nuts My rooster has a problem It is so hard to say Just please don't laugh at him He's OCD!! He paces back and forth Counting every step to a tee. Three up Three back Three up Three back! There is no help to be The worse you see He has plucked And plucked yes he Is naked as can be!!

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Joe Maverick

Date: 11/30/2011 11:47:00 AM

Poor rooster...does he have central heating,,besides ocd..? enjoyed the fun write..

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire

Date: 9/6/2011 9:41:00 PM

Dear Doris, I like YOUR sense of Humour was he Embar"assed" Thank-YOU for YOUR Gracious Comments and YOUR Birthday Wishes. Yes a Woman can be an Esquire. With LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER, YOUR Liege...Harry (HG) P.S. Jasper signs off same as me, LOVE YOU...HG

Don Johnson

Date: 9/5/2011 12:36:00 AM

chook chucks a wobbly, is bowling sidewards like srilanka, put a greatcoat on him probably, fore his singing like paul anka.... that ocd hey heheh

Jack Horne

Date: 9/4/2011 4:20:00 PM

LOL, poor old chap : ) Great fun, Doris

Robert Johnson

Date: 9/4/2011 3:46:00 PM

Get him a sweater for crying out loud.:)

Wilma Neels

Date: 9/4/2011 3:19:00 PM

Hey Doris, thanks for the laughter ;) really enjoyed this.. Hope your weekend is great ;) Wilma

Jl Sadberry

Date: 9/3/2011 2:47:00 PM

Smile, ~ *^_^* ~ “Tis Not Very Often That's One Beholds A Perhaps Looney Tooney Bird *^_#* My Dear Precious & Priceless, Blessed & Beautiful Doris! *^_^* I Bet The Pretty Hens Love Him Sooo Though My Dear *^_^* And Yesss, I Am From A Place Called California Upon A Planet Called Earth *^_#* Yet, I Shall Be Returning Home Soon &, Stay Sweeet!” === My Love Unto Your Lovely Beauty, Always & Forever, Jasper *

Chiquitachiamaka Baity

Date: 9/3/2011 10:59:00 AM

hahaha...very funny write Doris...a pleasure to read...i needed the laugh ...thanks so much for sharing...smiles....chiquita

John Freeman

Date: 9/3/2011 9:01:00 AM

Congratulations on your poem, Doris. Poor rooster. I hate it when that happens. Smiles! Your question about " Alouette" I remember a little about how to play. The it person sings the lyrics, while the group dance around the rose in a ring. In a sudden gesture the it person yells all fall down, and the one left standing is then the it person. It person has the option of command admist his song anywhere to say,"all fall down." Neat song and accompanying dance. Lots of exercise. Agape, Moses

Nasilele Mubyana

Date: 9/3/2011 5:00:00 AM

This poem was the best way to begin my Saturday morning. Thank you!

Carol Eastman

Date: 9/2/2011 5:20:00 PM

Funny and unique... very enjoyble! Poor rooster... hope he's not real... such torment.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/2/2011 2:59:00 PM

Enjoyed the humor at the rooster's expense..Thanks for stopping by, reading, and commenting on my work..Mom

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 9/2/2011 11:16:00 AM

ha ha ha ..what a dilemma for this poor rooster Doris ... now that he is all plucked the hens won't be chasing him much.. haha.. luv the OCD and counting up and down.. what a great laugh for the weekend holiday fun my friend..luv..

Tony Lane

Date: 9/2/2011 9:55:00 AM

I had a grandfather like that. Tony