March 03rd, 2017

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!

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