GORGEOUS GEORGE, sonnets, interlocked Options

[Merlin]

Last spring/summer, I got myself 6 chickens and a rooster. After their arrival, I wrote a the set somewhere below, entitled >>> Six Chickens - CLICK HERE. At the time I made mention of Gorgeous George, the rooster, but didn't write the continuation until a short while back. I have done revision and now present the story. It is a summer setting.



GORGEOUS GEORGE

There was an ad that pointed straight at me:
“In search of rooster for a laying flock
of Auracana hens.” “Look, Gorgeous, see
the possibilities! Let's go and talk;
perhaps we'll make a deal so you'll be king
amongst a younger set than these old gals.”

A basket-cage became the perfect thing
to transport Gorgeous George to new-found pals
across two mountain ranges, over hills,
unto a parking lot where we would meet
the lady who had placed that ad. Oh, thrills
with feathered friends whom he had yet to greet.

A note arrived weeks later how he'd done –
it's plain to see, he had a lot of fun.

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It's plain to see, he had a lot of fun
and chicks have hatched, all grayish-blue or black.
He's watchful with his hawk-like eyes; their run
stays well protected from an air attack.

Here, back at home, all's peaceful and serene;
Ms. Moult is pleased that he's no longer there
to jump on her wherever she is seen.
She's laying eggs, XL, with full fanfare.

His buddy Butch, (I'm sure that she is gay!)
mopes to and fro. Rhode Island Fred next door
is dead and gone. He went berserk one day,
attacked his master – now he crows no more.

Warm summer days, it's pleasant as can be;
there was an ad that pointed straight at me.