regrouping the chicken coop

under minute examination, those flowering plants droop
weighted by the rain, they grow in a semi-circular group
dripping a disagreeable sappy greenish goop
which, mixed with autumn mulch, forms a muddy soup
making people slip on the wooden porch stoop
those same leaves, inedible now for the coop
of chickens huddled near the lake in a group,
stick to the fur of foxes lurking there for a quick snoop
everyone knows they prowl, that's no real scoop…
but now, camouflaged in the rain, is a soggy troop
of enraged egg-growers, hiding on the shore in a sloop
each armed with a slingshots made to shoot a wire hoop
which, coated with a pungent layer of chicken’s poop,
is designed to throw the villains' noses for a loop —
and all this began studying limp-leaved plants through a loupe!



to regroup the chicken coop
[2007.6.10...c]