Rooster blue, who gathers around you? Did your call at dawn new friends spawn? And, will they break into their day with a hopeful sashay?

Alit on a griseous perch, you represent to your flock both a noble stance and a royal hue, inspiring your followers to live as boldly as your cock-a-doodle-doo.

Bags over shoulders with vade mecums in tow, your brood is ready to live, learn, and grow. They are not chicken for that is of doubt; your crew are root-sters–purveyours of clout.

Unique as you are–quite one of a kind, your company is, for all, an awakening find. When eyes are all glancing away, feathers for sprunking–you may. Let them think you a sculpture of metal and rock; if they knew you were live, they might run amok calling, “Doo-doodle-a-cock!” ; )

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