Roosters Perspective

They were all screeching about the robbery as if it were important, some kind of stupid catastrophe Their screams and whines and wails began to trickle into my shoes I kicked them off, and kept going I am a gourmet, selectively deciding what will bother me. Material goods are okay, but I am truly all about food. Pizza breathes life into me, Especially when a chef understands how to garnish And the importance of the right seasoning. I hate to act prissy. I am not straight from a nunnery, but I am selective. Everyone does not get into my head. Common complaints and wails of others receives a lukewarm reception. I glance around the barnyard, hoping to spy a little piece of pizza. The farmer threw out some left over pepperoni to us yesterday.