This is the tale of Lurch the cock,
whose crow was as loud as a train.
He was a fine looking specimen
and possessed a quick cunning brain.
Strutting around in the farmyard
king of all he surveyed
worshipped by a dozen hens
all striving to make the grade.
They didn’t trust each other
jealousy ruled their lives
trying to impress his highness.
with their eggs the largest size.
With his beady eyes upon them
They never dared to stray
he was always there to remind them
of the eggs they had to lay.
“Lurch” and all his love life
were tucked up in their pen,
it was a dark and stormy night
they were pleased to be in their den.
A scrapping sound alerted “Lurch”
he’d never heard it before
it sent shivers down his feathers
something was trying the door.
He saw the earth move under the wire
a black snout appeared in the gloom
followed by the rest of a fox
with a tail as large as a broom.
The hens were clucking loudly
Deadly fear was in their eyes
The fox made a move towards them
But no one heard their cries
Brave “Lurch” flew into action
although he was really scared
He made a leap, jumped of his perch
And hoped he would be spared
He charged at the Fox and grabbed his tail
and squeezed with all his might
He sunk his talons into flesh
And made sure he held on tight
The fox turned round with gnashing teeth
And eyeballed the audacious bird
A chicken attacking an angry Fox?
The question was really absurd!
The hut was filled with feathers
as the hens tried to save their lives
“Lurch” fought on bravly
Hoping to save his wives
The Fox broke free of “Lurch”
And ran towards the hole
“Lurch” got there before him
But the fight had taken it’s toll
The Fox caught “Lurch” around the neck
And dragged him into the night
He sank his teeth and tasted blood
It was a ferocious bite
The fox ran off across the fields
With dead “Lurch” in his jaws
He’ll be happy with his feast
using his teeth and his claws
“Lurch” has gone , he saved the hens
from a very deadly foe,
But every wet and stormy night
You can still hear old “Lurch” crow.
