PULLIET (played by a barred rock pullet):
O Roostero, Roostero! Wherefore art thou Roostero?
Deny thy butcher and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a barred rock.
ROOSTERO (played by a big red rooster):
Shall I hear more, or shall I crow?
PULLIET:
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.
Thou art thyself, though not a Red?
What's Red? It is nor wing, nor claw,
Nor crop, nor beak. O, be some other name
Belonging to a cock.
What's in a name? That which we call a worm
By any other word would taste as sweet.
So Roostero would, were he not Roostero called,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Roostero, doff thy name;
And for thy name, which is no part of thee,
Take all myself.
ROOSTERO:
I take thee at thy cackle.
Cluck me but love, and I'll be newly molted;
Henceforth I never will be Roostero.
Pulliet and Roostero went on to raise lots of
black sex-link babies......
....until I ate them.
THE END
