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Rooster Rhyming Rhetoric

One summer I was in my pool when a rooster arrived
Two doors down he would crow with pride
In my town, it's illegal to own
Constantly crowing, I picked up the phone
Authorities came, the owner was fined
Situation continued, nothing rectified
Endless noise throughout the year
How much more will I need to hear?
Every morning he woke me up around five
One day I paid a visit, shot him, and he died
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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