He rules my day
commencing at will
disallowing me from deceiving my alarm clock
a man made equipment,
no match to this rooster's cock-a-doodle-do!
Weekday or Weekend,
he knows no difference
ruthlessly waking me up
from my world of dreams.
Who does he think he is?
The Almighty's secret Agent?

All that and under cover of darkness too. come to think of it what a great disguise for an undercover agent.
ReplyDeleteThe Almighty's secret Agent?
ReplyDeletewow,
smart question.
love the tale, simple words, powerful pictures.
Never thought of the rooster as secret agent ... well done!!!!
ReplyDeleteInteresting. I also wrote about the rooster as God's agent, but in a different way.
ReplyDeleteYes, you can't remove the batteries/unplug that one :) Nice Magpie.
ReplyDeleteNice take
ReplyDeleteThe Almighty's secret agent, indeed!
ReplyDeleteAh, yes, indeed! Who does he think he...
ReplyDeleteThanks Steve. Yeah, just imagine!
ReplyDeleteThanks dear Jingle. Nice you liked this Secret Agent....
ReplyDeleteThanks Helen. The rooster can be a lot of things. Thought I would use this disguise of his for this Magpie!
ReplyDeleteThanks Jim. I read your poem and it was great....
ReplyDeleteThanks Sue. Yes, this alarm clock just cannot be dismantled...
ReplyDeleteThanks Nima.
ReplyDeleteHa! You liked my rooster then, Willow?
ReplyDeleteThanks Tumblewords. Glad you liked this fun loving rooster, sorry poem....
ReplyDeletethe rooster does have a lot of nerve. He doesn't care who he wakes up...and he just keeps crowing. Probably doesn't think the first thing about it. Nice write!
ReplyDeleteYou bet Caty!
ReplyDeleteNice of you to stop by and comment.
Ha! You liked my rooster then, Willow?
ReplyDeleteThanks Sue. Yes, this alarm clock just cannot be dismantled...
ReplyDeleteThanks dear Jingle. Nice you liked this Secret Agent....
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