Here you will find the Poem A Question of poet Ellis Parker Butler
Whene?er I feed the barnyard folk My gentle soul is vexed; My sensibilities are torn And I am sore perplexed. The rooster so politely stands While waiting for his food, But when I feed him, what a change! He then is rough and rude. He crowds his gentle wives aside Or pecks them on the head; Sometimes I think it would be best If he were never fed. And so I often stand for hours Deciding which is right? To impolitely have enough, Or starve and be polite.
