The Rooster Demanded To Know
He, being the all-powerful rooster, was pecking orders at the hens.
They were rolling their eyes and making fun, especially the twins.
He stopped strutting and demanded to know what they had said.
They told him, and his cockscomb turned a darker shade of red.
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