Cock a doodle
doo.
I squeeze
shut my eyes; put a pillow on my head,
It’s three in the morning and its dark outside,
Cock a doodle doo, the roosters said.
It’s three in the morning and its dark outside,
Cock a doodle doo, the roosters said.
Three-thirty comes
as I wriggle in bed,
The rain pelts down; all sleep is denied.
I squeeze shut my eyes; put a pillow on my head
The rain pelts down; all sleep is denied.
I squeeze shut my eyes; put a pillow on my head
There’s
nothing to do, my book is read,
It’s four in the morning and hope has died,
Cock a doodle doo, the roosters said.
It’s four in the morning and hope has died,
Cock a doodle doo, the roosters said.
The cat is
purring and its fur has shed,
My nose starts to tickle; the clock ticks, “Five,”
I squeeze shut my eyes; put a pillow on my head.
My nose starts to tickle; the clock ticks, “Five,”
I squeeze shut my eyes; put a pillow on my head.
Five bloody
thirty, all sleep has fled,
I’ve cursed all the pleasures of the country side,
Cock a doodle doo, the roosters said.
I’ve cursed all the pleasures of the country side,
Cock a doodle doo, the roosters said.
“It’s
six. Rise and shine,” the old man said,
He’s stone deaf and all bushy eyed.
I squeeze shut my eyes; put a pillow on my head,
Cock a doodle doo, the roosters said.
He’s stone deaf and all bushy eyed.
I squeeze shut my eyes; put a pillow on my head,
Cock a doodle doo, the roosters said.
Mandy Edwards
© 2017