Cheeky Cocky

Cocky on the clothesline
thought he’d take a ride
survey the ‘breakfast fodder’
hanging side by side.

At first he tried the blue jeans
but they were clearly ‘tough’
so he nibbled a winter jacket
‘Erk!!! that had too much fluff.

He sampled undies, shirts and socks
but nothing tasted right
so off he flew to our neighbour’s house
to find something ‘tastier’ to bite.

This photo inspired the poem, although as you can see there were no clothes on the line.