Monday, July 9, 2012

Eulogy for Bertram Chanticleer



Farewell, Bertram Chanticleer!
Favored fowl, cock'rell most dear;
With crimson comb and feathered charm,
Thou pompous prince of our small farm;
'Tis well that now you should be toasted:
You 'scaped the pot yet still were roasted.






5 comments:

  1. We lost so many chickens this spring, I could have written a small booklet of poems...the saddest loss was of our brave rooster, King Henry...taken in the middle of the day by a bold fox. We miss him dearly. Sorry for your loss!

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  2. ah, I didn't know you were a poet!

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  3. I really am sorry about your chickens, but your poem is cute! I hope it helped lighten the loss for all. Have a good one! +JMJ+

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  4. Bummer about the chickens lost to a hot coop, but I have to admit chuckling over the "Ode"!

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  5. Oops I forgot to ask...will you join my Blog Hop ( I hope I set it up right) Do you Have a Home Altar?
    If I did it wrong, do you know how I can fix it?
    Pax Christi!

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