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The Enforcer

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Hi Folks! This is King Goldie Sr. speaking. While little Prince Goldie Jr. is over there charming Bossie Betty and enjoying a warm dust bath, it’s up to me to keep the ladies in line. Not only do I have to make sure their henhouse gossip doesn’t get out of hand, but I’m responsible for their welfare in every way.

I make sure to sound the alarm if predators come around, so they can all run for cover.

I make sure there’s no “bock-bock-bock bickering” going on.

And yes … sigh … it’s up to me to make sure they eat right. They all have to get their fruit and vegetables or they won’t be up to the work of laying the best eggs in my kingdom.

So come on, my pretties, eat your veggies. You can scratch for grain any time, but these special veggies are a real treat. And if I hear any bickering, I’ll remind you to look at the enforcers on my legs. But don’t worry. They’re mainly to defend my kingdom, not to hurt my ladies. Just “cock-a-doodle-do” as you’re told.

Pretty nice set of enforcers, don’t you think?

Ladies! Ladies! Stop the squawk!

All I hear is “Bock-bock-bawk.”

Dinner’s served and it won’t last,

Want your veggies? Get here fast.

 

Stop the bock-bock-bickering,

Stop your silly dithering,

Veggies, leafy, green, and good,

Healthy fare, it’s understood.

 

I’ll stand guard so you can eat,

Cabbage, celery, and beet,

In the morning you will lay,

Eggs of quality, I pray.

 

As for me, I have my job,

While I pick at this corn cob,

But if danger here occurs,

I’ll protect you with my spurs.

 

 

 

Author: wordsfromanneli

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30 thoughts on “The Enforcer

  1. Your animal stories about your many friends around your home are impressive, Anneli!

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  2. Oh my. I didn’t realize roosters had such amazing weapons!

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  3. He’s appropriately bossy for an enforcer. Hmmm, are those really spurs on his feet?

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  4. Well, those spurs certainly help to explain the nasty sport of cock fighting. I don’t know what I thought went on in a cock fight, but it’s clearly more than feather fluffing!

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  5. Is that what the roosters are for–to protect the chickens? My sis has 4 chickens, no roosters, but she’s pretty good at frightening off the predators!

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  6. Yes, those spurs are well-developed! Thanks for sharing your great pictures and poem about these lovelies. Did you get some eggs?

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  7. Very nice pictures of the King, impressive spurs on this |King of the flock. We kept Guineas with the chickens and they warned the chickens if there was an eagle around before the rooster did, they are the best warning system for your lifestock you can have. I like your poem a lot too!

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  8. Ahhh chickens and roosters. I remember those days when I was young. At the time, I did not think there was much to crow about. Good story Anneli. Allan

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  9. He’s a handsome one. Another fine tale.

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  10. This is so cute, Anneli, and that is one daunting set of enforcers!

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  11. Did you hear about the chickens in America and how they haven’t been laying eggs for months? Guess you haven’t had that problem up there in Canada. The temperature looks mild, too, with that sunshine.

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  12. It’s a blessing to know that someone is watching over the henhouse. Obviously, some are cackling about much nonsense.

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  13. King Goldie has some impressive spurs, Anneli. All he needs is some armor. The ladies look pretty happy with the feast. And it seems the sun is out too. A very cute poem too. 🙂

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  14. He looks like a force to be reckoned with. Is he pretty noisy too?

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