Strutting His Stuff

Chance Rooster had greatest cockscomb around.
The deepest, coppery color, shiny and sound.
He strutted his stuff.
Put on lots of guff.
Turning off most hens for miles around.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Leffanta Avatar
June 16, 2019 at 1:17 PM
I wondered why they crow so loudly! Aloha! Rico
Krutsinger Avatar
June 17, 2019 at 2:49 AM
That is it, so puffed up and proud.
Rigoler Avatar
June 16, 2019 at 11:13 AM
Ha! Caren, many men are like that! Thank you for your very generous comment about my Sunday Surfer. No, I am not a surfer, never have been; just admire their skill and courage defying the really big scrolling waves. / M
Krutsinger Avatar
June 17, 2019 at 2:49 AM
I cannot believe you do not. Get out there Maurice!
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