With a cocky strut
he rules the ring
best guard your gut
his punches sting
he isn't tall
but man he's dense
a small brick wall
with iron defense.
You think you're strong
well give it a go
it won't be long
we'll hear him crow.
Are You Reading Me?
I don't usually read poetry, but I liked this. It had a nice little kick to it!
ReplyDeletehaha very cute!!
ReplyDeleteSomeone will be along to kick his butt! There's always someone tougher and bigger and meaner.
ReplyDeleteOh, yeah! We had chickens when I was a kid...and those roosters were mean. We had so many holes in our arms from them!
ReplyDeleteIt was a perfect description of my tortured childhood.
I'm reading you now! I enjoy reading poetry...wish I could write it. One of my favorite poets is Billy Collins.
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sewcarolinaknits
Wow, that's a fantastic poem. There's so much power in such few words. You're a pro! Thanks for sharing. :)
ReplyDeleteAnother sweet piece. I wish I had learned the art of poetry, man. If I may, I thought I'd recommend another A to Z participant focusing on poetry. You may enjoy: Rebeccah at Rebeccah Writes
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Thanks everyone, I like to watch boxing from outside the ring ;-)
ReplyDeleteI hate boxing AND chickens, so whichever this was truly about - I guess it's the same thing to me!
ReplyDeleteWell it's all part of my theme - the titles are names of birds but the poems aren't necessarily about birds though I have tried to throw in as much avian quackery as I could hatch ;-)
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