An Ode To My Neighbors Rooster
it won't shut up
By Siobhan McSweeneyPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Saikiran Kesari on Unsplash
When dawn breaks amidst the trees
And my eyes, mere slits, are not yet open
And I hear you bellow your haunting screech
I pray and wish for a shotgun
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