The Cock Flew Over the Garden Wall no 2
The cock flew over the garden wall
To have a look at the hens
My mother came out
She gave a big shout
You buggers are at it again
She chased them round the cabbage patch
And scattered the beans and peas
The dog sat still, enjoying the thrill
While wagging his tail with ease
The postman stopped to watch the show
And nearly dropped his bag
He laughed so hard at our backyard
He wiped his eyes with a rag
The cock then perched on the old fence post
And gave a victorious crow
The hens all sighed, but ran to hide
Before he could have another go
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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I love how you expanded it into a whole little scene.