A sprightly chook by every standard known

She ruled the roost, all eyes upon her there;

Bright boa feathers round about her thrown

Made every cockerel stop, stand and stare.

Yes strut she did upon that gilded stage

As scratch fell all about in lusty praise;

She scoffed it up, sure nimbleness displayed

Each gesture stilled the crowd in wild amaze.

She danced her bird dance nearly every night

‘Midst clucking jeers and thunder winged applause

And flapped false pinions that near gave her flight,

Still craftily arranged to hide her flaws.

Her sultry body so did bide in fame;

For never rose a cock she couldn’t tame.