Rooster in the city, where is your farm? This mise-en-scène seems a bit out of order even though you definitely bring to it charm.
Rooster away from chicken coop, who is caring for your hens? You have concupiscent feelings for Mary, no?–who dilates your lens.
Rooster of the morning, for whom will you call morning from your urban bench? Sun blinks may need help for waking metro Mensch.
Rooster of brilliant hues and skill, will you break your ladies from their house? Then, live happily in a hypaethral park place–chicks, you, and spouse. ; )