Linda Winchell - 'Barn Yard Sounds'

Awaken before daybreak, by those pesky Rooster sounds,
They're under my bedroom window,
It seems they're all around!

Rooster Eagle Boy Red, seems to set off the tone,
He's the Biggest and the Baddest,
And he claims the Hens' his own!

Rooster One, then Two, then Three, there goes Four,
I hope Miss Henny's eggs don't hatch,
I can't take this anymore!

'I want to sleep, can't you see that, ' I squeal?
This isn't really happening; I'm still sleeping I feel.

They must all be telling me, ' Get up it's time to eat! '
'Can't you see my eyes are shut,
And I just want to go back to sleep? '

Then up I stumble, to the Barnyard from bed,
In a group they're all standing,
Taking the lead was, Big Red!

'Why couldn't this wait?
Another hour if you would.'
As if they understand, as if they even could.

So I threw them some corn, each one pecked it away,
I will let tomorrow be tomorrow,
And thank the Lord for today.

Linda Winchell

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