Midnight Crowing Direct

There’s a kind of lonely sound that doesn’t belong to the night. Owls, crickets, the distant hum of a highway — those are expected. But a rooster crowing at midnight? That’s a different story.

Crow on.

Turns out, the old farmer down the road had a rogue rooster with a broken internal clock. "He’s not confused," the farmer said, spitting tobacco into a coffee can. "He’s crowing at his own midnight. Some birds just refuse to wait for dawn." midnight crowing

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