Tuesday, September 12, 2006



A Scottish council is seeking an Order
to silence a cockerel that crows too shrill
as the first blades of dawn begin to pierce
through the fine cracks in his timber ark.
Charlie still crows cockily, oblivious
to his misconduct, his flouting such laws
on the excessive intensity of decibels -
thirty, it seems, set by the World Health
people - though nobody taught Charlie
to count and pleading ignorance due
to innumeracy would thwart his defence.
There's something to crow about as he trades
cock-a-doodle-doos with French co-co-ri-cos,
Italian chi-chi-ri-chis and Spanish qui-qui-ri-quis



Asbo cockerel wins court reprieve

Well done, Charlie. You showed ‘em your mettle...err...wattle.

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