When I used to live on the farm,
A very long time ago
This girl who had a Southern charm,
Would always made my cock crow
At the presence of her beauty,
My cock would burst into song
And when he looked at her booty,
It's effect on him was strong
I would often see his hard beak,
Keep trying to get a peck
But that pretty girl, she would freak,
I mean, come on, what the heck?!
See, my cock didn't crow for all,
Only to a select few
Therefore answering his loud call,
Was the least that she could do!
THE END