Note: over on Tumblr, “inthefade” posted this image and challenged people to write a poem, limerick, haiku, song or story to this image. But it had to be Valentine’s Day-related. And so this is what I came up with 20 minutes later.
Rooster and Hen Record Again
“I’m sorry, I keep clucking up. I promise, I’ll get it this time.”
“You said that twenty takes ago.”
“I know, I know. Just keep playing. I’ll get it this time. Promise.”
(voice over the intercom: “The Anti-Valentine: Take 21.”)
“I see you flappin’ round the coop with the chick I love and I’m like,
Cluck Youuuu. Oo, Oo, Oo.
I guess the feed in my farmhouse
and I’m like,
Cluck You! And, cluck her too!
I said if this cock was bigger,
I’d still be with ya.
Well ain’t that some chicken shit? Some chicken shit?
And although there’s pain in my chest,
I still wish you the best with a … Cluck You!”
(voice over the intercom: “CUT! You nailed it!”)
“Speaking of nailing … whaddya say you and me …”
“I’m incubating right now.”
“You’re always incubating.”