The Rooster of Luck
eye was a young man growing old
eye got older somehow no one knoes how
that rooster that used too is gone
the bull is the gelding now
eye started out slow and got slower
the meadow full of corn is now plowed
time is a concern of mine never a friend of mine only my enemy time
So many people unkind
So many places
unfathomable graces
where eye was once eye can never go back
where is the penny for luck
where is the family that eye should have
where is the full bread sack
show me the dump
where eye can stay with my sack
show me my luck
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