The black cock 🐓, midnight clothed in feathers, a herald whose voice breaks the silence of worlds. Green is the laughter of the earth after rain, a gentle hymn that life forever begins again. And now, listen—the 🐓 black cock rises and awakens us all. If we desire bumper harvests and better farm-gate prices, let us rise and vote for the black cock! It shows its love by awakening you. Be the first to cast your vote for the black crock, so that the black cock may call victory early and surely. |