I Am a Stork
I flew above a brood of brats,
like fighting, wailing alley cats;
defamed, I stood there like a dork:
their mother blamed them on a stork!
For Andrea’s I am a stork contest
Birth, unspoken communication: stork
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2015
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