the cock

the cock
atop
the firehouse
is looking
kind of glum
he’s not sure
how the wind blows
and there isn’t
any sun
a breeze
is coming
from the west
but his beak
is pointing south
and though
he tries his best
to crow
there’s leaves
stuffed in
his mouth

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