They know a farm boy when they see one.
The roosters eyed him from their perches while
Their womenfolk stepped daintily out from
Foot delicately before the other, and one
After another slantwise bestowed our man
Suggestive glances. Meanwhile a designated
Veteran advances. It isn’t obvious at first but she’s
Clearly taking no chances. Murder most fowl
Is on her mind. The city bred wife is not
Of their kind. It’s time she goes. She comes
For my toes. Her malicious eye fixes
On my feet. She’s not giving up till I’m in
Full-blown retreat. And you know what,
Ladies? It’s fine if you want to fight
For your men. But my advice, if you’re caught
In this Shakespearean scenario: remember
The most famous stage direction of that
Impresario: Exit pursued by hen.
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