there once was two ,
named ben and jen
one was a rooster,
the other a hen
the rooster laid golden eggs,
while the chicken could crow and dance on her legs
the rooster could pretend he was a pail,
while the hen was reknowned for her beautiful tail
the rooster had a talend indeed,
when he played charades you'd laugh till you peed
by twist of fate they met each other,
alas! farmer joe mcdonald and his mother
got all in a tizzy,
and made like they were busy
what a perfect thing!,
the joy such a union would bring!
but from the walls behind,
to the goings on they were blind
jen would crow like a rooster should,
and try to charade like ben could
then ben came to dread,
and under his breath said
"perhaps theres a hen,
unlike my jen"
and he peeked at the options,
jen said it was rumors adoptions
whatever happened next,
you can find in the tabloid text
so dear children i must,
(and this one thing please trust)
go on to my place,
where i snip,cut,and paste
for the circus is always here,
sometimes fowl sometimes fair
its a disease my child do not be infected,
do not direct and do not be directed
then let the night wash over you ,
and remember moon and the moo
awaken my child in morning laughter,
and dont forget to live happily ever after
there are countless reasons not to post this but hey what the hell.
salut
elazar
a bedtime story : the rooster ben and the hen jen
a bedtime story : the rooster ben and the hen jen
breathe deep and live
makera,elizabeth,thanks for the kind comments!i thought it was rather a crude piece of work.
i wrote this while on the beat..literaly.i was just walking down to the shopping area and this weird idea flashed in my head..i always carry a notepad and just started to scribble.then i went to the library and posted.
salut
elazar
i wrote this while on the beat..literaly.i was just walking down to the shopping area and this weird idea flashed in my head..i always carry a notepad and just started to scribble.then i went to the library and posted.
salut
elazar
breathe deep and live