Buster the Duster

We once had a rooster named Buster
Whose aggression caused quite a fluster,
So the old chopping block
Arranged him for soup stock;
And the rest of him, a feather duster.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Beaufort Avatar
July 28, 2015 at 6:38 PM
Not bad at all. A good use of a mean rooster. Again the culture is great. There's nothing like knowing where food comes from. Many have gotten completely away from it. I imagine you must be cold down there, but at least the days are getting longer!
Laurie Avatar
August 3, 2015 at 8:15 PM
G'day Duke... its been our coldest July for donkey's years, but I know it will get warmer. You're dead right about knowing where our food comes from. God only knows what chemicals we're storing in our bodies these days - catch you Duke - Lindsay
Kendrick Avatar
July 25, 2015 at 10:58 AM
Good use of all that old rooster..Way to go with this creative work..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara
Laurie Avatar
August 3, 2015 at 8:10 PM
Hello Sara... waste not, want not I suppose. The only thing not used is Buster's crow. It's a pleasure to read your work Sara - Lindsay
Dietrich Avatar
July 24, 2015 at 11:46 PM
oh, I just LOVE your style, LIndsay!!! this is a hoot!
Laurie Avatar
August 3, 2015 at 8:03 PM
Hello Andrea... thanks again for your support, but hey, you don't do too bad a job yourself Andrea... you can diversify a heck of a lot more than I can - Lindsay
Onclaud Avatar
July 23, 2015 at 3:11 AM
what a gas; so funny i can imagine buster morphing into a duster, lindsay... huggs
Laurie Avatar
July 23, 2015 at 10:56 PM
G'day nette... I'm pleased you got a giggle out of this limerick. Yes, his working life continues albeit after a dust storm now - thank you nette - Lindsay
Delaney Avatar
July 22, 2015 at 6:58 PM
Poor old Buster. No more crowing at 4 in the morning for him lol SuZ
Delaney Avatar
July 24, 2015 at 12:35 PM
Oh yes. Their feathers would make a great feather dust but are unlucky to have in the house. You are a great tonic in the mornings. SuZ
Laurie Avatar
July 23, 2015 at 10:53 PM
Hello Suzanne... No, and that's a good thing, although I reckon a peacock call is more annoying because they don't shut up all day. Thanks again for reading my poem Suzanne - Lindsay
Allison Avatar
July 21, 2015 at 1:11 AM
gosh you got your money's worth from poor old buster - we once had a cockerel called Charlie lol:-) hugs jan xx
Laurie Avatar
July 23, 2015 at 10:45 PM
G'day Jan... thanks for reading this limerick Jan. Cockerel's can test friendships with your neighbours at times - Lindsay
Nunez Avatar
July 20, 2015 at 11:22 PM
lol! would have done great for SKAT's feathers contest but you'd have to submit it in senryu form...:-)))
Laurie Avatar
July 23, 2015 at 10:43 PM
Hi there Kim... I don't think I've ever written anything in senryu form Kim but I have taken a shine to attempt limericks. Thank God the crowing doesn't come with the feathers though. Wouldn't want to be woken up by a feather duster at dawn - catch you Kim - Lindsay
Peranteau Avatar
July 20, 2015 at 9:49 PM
Cute terse write dear poet ! Did you know that it is true that if you hack<~~~eeeeek...if ya chop off a chicken's head, the body will run around for about 7 minutes.......eeeee, I never wanna see that ! lol....have a wonderful week....much love, james
Laurie Avatar
July 23, 2015 at 10:37 PM
Hello James... I was strongly advised that once the head was separated from the body, I must hold the wings tight against the body or the chook will flap its wings for some time, and yes, I have seen a headless chook scarp around but I'm not sure for how long - thank you James - Lindsay
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