Tuesday, March 1, 2011

The Coop that Ross Built

This is the coop that Ross built.

These are the beams that sat outside
And were soaked by the rains as the clouds opened wide,
For the coop that Ross built.

This is the frame, set in place by one man
According to his graph papers and hand-drawn plan,
Built from the beams that sat outside
And were soaked by the rains as the clouds opened wide,
For the coop that Ross built.

Here are the beginnings of the very first door
And a few flaps of wood attached to the floor,
Screwed to the frame, set in place by one man
According to his graph papers and hand-drawn plan,
Built from the beams that sat outside
And were soaked by the rains as the clouds opened wide,
For the coop that Ross built.

Next the project was covered with ply
Making it look like a barn to the eye,
Along with the beginnings of the very first door
And a few flaps of wood attached to the floor,
Screwed to the frame, set in place by one man
According to his graph papers and hand-drawn plan,
Built from the beams that sat outside
And were soaked by the rains as the clouds opened wide,
For the coop that Ross built.

Here's the project, all painted and done
(And moving it to the corner was seriously not fun)
After the project was covered with ply
Making it look like a barn to the eye,
Along with the beginnings of the very first door
And a few flaps of wood attached to the floor,
Screwed to the frame, set in place by one man
According to his graph papers and hand-drawn plan,
Built from the beams that sat outside
And were soaked by the rains as the clouds opened wide,
For the coop that Ross built.


Open the doors and take a look;
Our ladies in waiting enjoy quite a nook
Inside the project, all painted and done
(And moving it to the corner was seriously not fun)
After the project was covered with ply
Making it look like a barn to the eye,
Along with the beginnings of the very first door
And a few flaps of wood attached to the floor,
Screwed to the frame, set in place by one man
According to his graph papers and hand-drawn plan,
Built from the beams that sat outside
And were soaked by the rains as the clouds opened wide,
For the coop that Ross built.


This is the bar where the ladies now roost
(We had to train them by giving a boost)!
Open the doors and take a look;
Our ladies in waiting enjoy quite a nook
Inside the project, all painted and done
(And moving it to the corner was seriously not fun)
After the project was covered with ply
Making it look like a barn to the eye,
Along with the beginnings of the very first door
And a few flaps of wood attached to the floor,
Screwed to the frame, set in place by one man
According to his graph papers and hand-drawn plan,
Built from the beams that sat outside
And were soaked by the rains as the clouds opened wide,
For the coop that Ross built.

Here are the nesting boxes where our gals will lay--
They'd better or they may become dinner one day--
Beside the bar where the ladies now roost
(We had to train them by giving a boost)!
Open the doors and take a look;
Our ladies in waiting enjoy quite a nook
Inside the project, all painted and done
(And moving it to the corner was seriously not fun)
After the project was covered with ply
Making it look like a barn to the eye,
Along with the beginnings of the very first door
And a few flaps of wood attached to the floor,
Screwed to the frame, set in place by one man
According to his graph papers and hand-drawn plan,
Built from the beams that sat outside
And were soaked by the rains as the clouds opened wide,
For the coop that Ross built.

Our Chicken McMansion is done and it's dandy
Thanks to my husband who's totally handy;
He hinged the nesting boxes where our gals will lay--
They'd better or they may become dinner one day--
Beside the bar where the ladies now roost
(We had to train them by giving a boost)!
Open the doors and take a look;
Our ladies in waiting enjoy quite a nook
Inside the project, all painted and done
(And moving it to the corner was seriously not fun)
After the project was covered with ply
Making it look like a barn to the eye,
Along with the beginnings of the very first door
And a few flaps of wood attached to the floor,
Screwed to the frame, set in place by one man
According to his graph papers and hand-drawn plan,
Built from the beams that sat outside
And were soaked by the rains as the clouds opened wide,
For the coop that Ross built.

(Thanks, Honey!)

4 comments:

  1. So cool! I wanna come visit. We are experiencing RIF here, too for Brian. Good times. You are so darn creative. :)

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  2. Oh My gosh! I love this posting, as well as your previous political one!--
    MOM G. (mother of magnificent girl)

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  3. Farmer, writer, teacher, cook. Such a Renaissance woman! Love the happy little poem.

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  4. oh my goodness amazing! and the coop too ;)ha ha. That poem was fantastic! Kameron and I both loved this post. We read your blog regularly and love it! I can't wait until we get a plan for our backyard and can do some raised bed gardening too.

    Karli Spangrud (Bowers)

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