All about time

The sun which makes up the dawn Turns on the rooster's bawl

A sulken man is roused from his nap To run his day till the night

While the other creatures chill

Their day, with no fret of being fed

In afternoon, while the blue jay combs his Crest the man out there struggling to rest

In the dusk, where the Magpie enjoys a Rusk. A dead beat man rushes back to his nest

At the end of the day when the brown bats Sleeps appeased and a man sleeps unpleased

After few years, a bunny dies blissfully But a man dies wishfully