The Rooster That Flew Across the Road
The Rooster that Flew Across the Road
There once was a rooster named Red.
He hated to get out of bed.
People laughed when he crowed.
So he ran across the road.
Halfway there, tires screeched, he flew instead.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 14, 2010
Poetic form: Limerick
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2010
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