A Pill Fits the Bill
Mama eagle’s dear chickies were ill,
so she told them to lie very still.
“You just wait here for me,”
she said most tenderly.
Then she flew off to get them a pill.
Baby eagles, like most kids, detest
taking pills. Mom returned to the nest
with dead mice in her bill
which concealed the crushed pill
Doctor Stork had prescribed with good rest!
For Brian Strand's the 'ALL YOURS(Jun 5)' Poetry Contest
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