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The Cockerel

Strutting a glowing plumage; . The cockerel stood akimbo, Lord of the manor, realm in view, All the hens rambunctious, As unease pervades the realm, Skirmishes here and there. Lo, above the sky a marauding crow, swooping, Swooping and picking a hen, In the realm of the cockerel, . For a meal, a meal fit for a crow.

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