Roosters

I was sitting at work trying to create some lesson plans the other day.  There is a chicken coop at the school right outside the teachers' room.  For some reason, one of the roosters was extremely vocal that morning. 

And he was driving me crazy. 

I channeled my annoyance for this obnoxious bird and wrote this poem.  Ahem:

There once was a rooster so loud,
he strutted about haughty and proud.
He preened and he cried
to the hens who just sighed:
It's amazing his antics
are enough to romance us
to dream of becoming his bride.