I sometimes think I'd rather crow And be a rooster than to roost And be a crow. A rooster he can roost also, Which don't seem fair when crows can't crow. Which may help, some. Still I dunno. Crows should be glad of one thing, though; Nobody thinks of eating crow, While roosters they are good enough For anyone unless they're tough. There are lots of tough old roosters though, And anyway a crow can't crow, So mebby roosters stand more show. It looks that way. But I dunno. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 18 by JAMES JOYCE SPOT SIX DIFFERENCES by MARVIN BELL DRIVING INTO LARAMIE by JAMES GALVIN TO-MORROW TO FRESH WOODS AND PASTURES NEW' by AMY LOWELL DOMESDAY BOOK: CHARLES WARREN, THE SHERIFF by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ELIZABETH CHILDERS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |