Once upon a time there was a rooster named Raymond.
Raymond was a happy rooster.
The farmer and his family liked Raymond, because he helped them wake up in the morning.
When the sun came up each morning, Raymond would crow and crow.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo," Raymond would crow happily.
One morning, the farmer was visited by a man from the bank.
The farmer did not look happy to see the bank man.
Raymond did not understand English, so words like "liquidate assets" did not mean anything to him.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo," Raymond crowed.
And that's how Raymond ended up on my sandwich.
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