Mr. Come Pecky, always looking so dapper, With his feathered hat, he's quite the snapper. Struts down the street, a twinkle in his eye, Cock a doodle doo, he's quite the sly guy. In the morning light, he crows with delight, Waking up the world, with his birdy insight. Mr. Come Pecky, king of the coop, Always on the move, never in a loop. With feathers so shiny, and a strut so grand, He's the ruler of the roost, in this birdy land. Watch out for Mr. Come Pecky, hear his call, He's the cock...