ON A MATTER OF PEACE

ON A MATTER OF PEACE Cock a doodle doo, good morning to you. That rooster’s woken me again. And pitter patter goes the rain, Beating on the window pane. Tick tock, tick tock Tells me it’s just five o’clock. Shuffle over once more, Then, just as I begin to snore, Moo moo, good morning to you, The cows are in for milking too, Splashing through the liquid poo. Bucket clatters, milk splatters. Farmer to the cow hand chatters. Escaped the city’s roar andrush To seek the country’s peaceful hush. Went all rural; what a mug! Peace and quiet with those sheep bleating ? Baa humbug!