THE OUTHOUSE ROOSTER
By Donna Penley The boys teased him, threw rocks at him, which often caused him pain; And they turned an ordinary big ol’ rooster into a fearsome thing. This once harmless little chick turned out real big an’ mean; Tturned his bill to razor sharp, long spurs honed up real keen. Now, into this homestead mixture we paint one little girl; Whose fear of the nasty ol’ rooster quite changed her little world. When the time came to take a trip to that little house out back, She glanced around in trepidation for fear of his attack. He was always watching her -- knew where she had to go, Then he’d hide an’ stalk her -- keeping his profile low. He’d let her get inside the door, to her he was unseen, As he paced the ground before the shanty -- like a sentry on the green. Then he’d begin to make a noise like a growl deep in his chest, Just to let her feel his presence -- to put her to the test. Her little heart would begin to race, an’ she knew he’d trapped her there; There was no escape now and she knew it. He had her fair an’ square! She’d begin to call in panic -- “Mommy, Mommy -- help me please!” While outside the outhouse door the rooster paced, she stood on trembling knees. Her brothers would sometimes rescue her, after letting her sweat some; And although she knew they’d caused this thing, she was happy when they’d come. What happened to that rooster is a lesson we must learn. You never know the outcome of life’s most simple turns. There is a moral here, my friend, which we all know is true. Don’t ever bully anything, ‘cause it just might turn on you! Copyright Protected
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AuthorDonna Penley is a Cowgirl Poet with deep Kansas roots who has been writing cowboy poetry for over twenty five years. She is a real Cowgirl and an ex-barrel racer. Archives
March 2017
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