Cock and bull stories

Don't be like the hen

Who mistook the crown of the cock for a crown

Upon hearing that the cock had risen, left the safety of the pen

Off she went, flapping her feathers into town

To go and fix a fight with the kitten

At dawn she left with a frown

By mid-day, she was a meal of hot pepper soup hurriedly prepared for the council meeting.

Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

The Authorpreneur