Caleb loves the single white rooster
That accidentally snuck through
In the shipment of red hens.
He goes out to carry Buck around
At every opportunity,
Tucking the bird under his arm.
Then one day the rooster
Vanished. The boys searched, but
Found neither bird nor feathers.
Suddenly Phil ordered Isaiah to
Check the food buckets
Quickly.
And there was Buck, under the lid,
On the mound of food,
Slowly roasting, suffocating,
But yet living.
Caleb won’t go alone in the pen for a while.
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