The Crowing Cock

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The Crowing Cock
A parody of Jaberwocky
by Lewis Carroll

Twas payday, and the slimy toads,
Drink fire and gamble in the snug:
All flimsy were their heavy loads,
And mum released the drug.

Beware the Crowing Cock my son!
The beak that pecks, the feet that scratch!
Beware the Spotsport bird, it's won
A famous cricket match.

He took his sabre light in hand:
Three days his little toe was caught-
So rested he in The Old Oak Tree,
And drank a pint in thought.

And as in mighty mood he sat,
The Crowing Cock, with wattle raised,
Burst in the pub with cricket bat,
W.G.Grace be praised.

Three, four! Three four! And at the door
The sabre light went in and out.
And from the floor, a mighty roar,
"Crowing Cock-It's your shout!"

"And hast thou tamed the Crowing Cock?
Give me a hug, my beastie boy!
Oh fanlous say, De Doo, De Day!
My bosom weeps for joy."

Twas payday and the slimy toads
Drink fire and gamble in the snug:
All flimsy were their heavy loads,
And mum released the drug.

6 Comments on “The Crowing Cock

  1. Impressed…I love the Jabberwocky and must admit I often substitute my own words to enjoy this tale. ‘‘Twas bedtime and the sleepy kids…etc love it.

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