I Pout, You Perch

Why so glum? Asks my gaggle of friends,
Impressed by my mouth’s South-reaching ends.
I’m a friend of the fowl, I reply with no break.
The foul? They assume a spelling mistake. 
No, the roosters, I answer as if it’s clear.
They swivel to check if feathers are near.
My mom used to say that when I would pout,
Cross my arms, stick my bottom lip out
A rooster would come and roost on my lip,
Years later, no rooster has yet made the trip.

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3 comments

  1. LAA · April 2, 2013

    HAHAHA…Really your Mom said that??? My grama used to tell me that. I loved it, very creative, a little Suess’…which is wonderful!!! But, I do think you should keep your head up for incoming fowl 🙂 Two down twenty eight to go!!

  2. Admiral Tavano · April 3, 2013

    My mum once told me that “if I kept making that face, it would stick.” Turns out, she was right.

  3. Aunt Celia · April 3, 2013

    That’s cuz it would’ve been a turkey! ♥ Love love your incredible imagination & expression!

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