Here's one I wrote with a littyle help from my lovely wofe....

Jimmy
by Mike & Tawmmie Campbell 2012

Jimmy was a Barred Rock rooster,
He lived outside in the yard,
In any kind of weather Jimmy had a pretty feather,
But living with Jimmy was hard.
He was always great with the chickens,
Seemed to have a pretty good head,
But every morning at 4 am,
Jimmy would wake us out of bed.
    There's a whole lot of squawking and a whole lot of talking,
    There's a whole lot of stinky chicken poo.
    But the worst thing about having chickens in the yard,
    Is Jimmy's old cock-a-doodle-doo.
    Doodle doo, doodle doo, doodle doo, doodle doo, doodle-doodle-doodle-doodle doo.

Now the neighbor on the right was William,
And the neighbor on the left was Vi,
And the neighbors in the back were Jill and Jack,
And they all wanted Jimmy to die.
For he woke them up every morning,
They were not very happy you see,
And Vi and Bill and Jack and Jill,
Were getting pretty mad at me.
    There's a whole lot of squawking and a whole lot of talking,
    There's a whole lot of stinky chicken poo.
    But the worst thing about having chickens in the yard,
    Is Jimmy's old cock-a-doodle-doo.
    Doodle doo, doodle doo, doodle doo, doodle doo, doodle-doodle-doodle-doodle doo.

I tried to be a good neighbor, invited them over for a keg,
I mowed their lawns and every week, I gave them each a dozen fresh eggs.

Next year under my Christmas tree,
Much to my surprise,
I got a hatchet from old Jack and Jill,
I got a roasting pan from Vi..
I got a summons from the city,
That was Williams work you see,
Cause he don't like noise and he don't like Jimmy,
And he sure as hell don't like me..
    Now there's still a lot of squawking and there's still a lot of talking,
    And there's still a lot of stinky chicken poo.
    But thanks to all of my neighbors,
    There's no more cock-a-doodle-doo.
    Doodle doo, doodle doo, doodle doo, doodle doo, doodle-doodle-doodle-doodle doo.