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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

November 30, 2011 at 11:47 AM

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

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire

September 6, 2011 at 9:41 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

September 5, 2011 at 12:36 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

September 4, 2011 at 4:20 PM

LOL, poor old chap : ) Great fun, Doris

Robert Johnson

September 4, 2011 at 3:46 PM

Get him a sweater for crying out loud.:)

Wilma Neels

September 4, 2011 at 3:19 PM

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

Jl Sadberry

September 3, 2011 at 2:47 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

September 3, 2011 at 10:59 AM

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

John Freeman

September 3, 2011 at 9:01 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

September 3, 2011 at 5:00 AM

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

Carol Eastman

September 2, 2011 at 5:20 PM

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

Sara Kendrick

September 2, 2011 at 2:59 PM

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

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

September 2, 2011 at 11:16 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..