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Cock-a-Fuckin' Doddle Doo

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By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)Published 2 years ago • 1 min read
Cock-a-Fuckin' Doddle Doo
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I can bawk, squawk, crow all I want: I'm a white assed rooster!

Ya'll mother pluckers be WARY- somethings brewin', stewin', just not...

Sittin' well with my brood: crybaby, crybaby, whybaby? WHY?

We can run, hell we can fly, yet we sit on our feathers, oh my, oh my

Prices of eggs don't mean much to me, I'm just the cock for my chickadees

Perhaps I will become a nursery rhyme, always remembered from these

Hard times:

Cock-a-dee

Cock-a-doo

Cock-a-dee

Cock-a roo-roo-roo

I WOKE you up

I sang my song

Don't blame me

When All goes wrong

Cock-a-dee

Cock-a-doo

Cock-a-dee

Cock-of-Fools-Fools-Fools

I'm heading back to the hen house to get laid.

Fuck this job!

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ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)

~ American feminist living in Sweden ~ SHE/Her

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    Written by ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)