Fight Another Day Flightless Ostrich Egg Bird
Why are your wing's so ruffled black
It begs the question what on earth is the
air up there contaminated with
Is that maybe the reason why it's 2
shades of gray on a English summer's
day in the old U.K
And why migrating fleeing folks of
bird's celebrate coz lost and have to
hastily turn obtuse 90 degrees right
mid-flight
Gliding upon a deathly gale whilst heading
towards France
So dance concisely oh humping bird tarred
darker than a raven doing metronome 2
step waltzes
Shakespeare is currently on his way with his trusty quill in hand penning you a soliloquy as
we very speak
For you to carry the word and message on
to wherever and whomever
They may be if any of them be able
and left to fight another day
Who haven't already buried their head in desert
sand like all the other Ostrich egg's
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2022
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