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a rooster that plays a guitar

A rooster that plays the guitar? No way!
They disbelieved me on this October day.
So I took them to Red’s Shed, so merry and gay.
Where my friend the rooster was strumming away.

We have never seen this before! One said.
She gave him a wink, and he lost his head.
He came over to ask us for requests of course.
Could you play something fun? Asked my friend the horse.

Fun is my middle name, the rooster replied.
He did up a set, and had it totally amplified.
A rooster on a guitar! Said my bestie, Maggie McSums.
All of the other ones I have met only play the drums.

Copyright © Caren Krutsinger

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