Lhude sing hana

Suburban chickens are becoming à la mode. There's been a moderately active post on Nextdoor about Some Fucking Rooster. Approximately:

"Does anyone know where the rooster around [intersection] lives?"
"I do, did he escape?"
"No, he just CROWS AT 4 THE FUCK IN THE MORNING AND DOESN'T SHUT HIS BEAK."

I was flomped in bed with the curtains open. Faintly, in the distance, I heard crowing.


Murie sing hana.