Two cocks in perpetual conflict, farmyard Ferdia
His blood unforded in red rivers
Affording him not a moment more of life
Let that living cock be the cream and crow the dawn
His beak steelruinous with oft-pecking, let the bán
Breasted hen be his bridebird, bridled by the byre
The barnyard and its brazen barriers their brawn, their bawn
Dawn drawn on with penned song and rubble-loving fire
Sun pawn to his song, sings long
His talons the talliers, every hen with which he dallianced
Gives birth to a future champion.
Alchemisland 
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