Kookaburra

It's considered bad manners if you pickup your food
 with the  fingers that extend out from your paws
So many traditions surround 
these inane culinary laws

Some days ago I watched a kookaburra
prepare a piece of meat
So unlike a human who need
a knife and fork for everything they eat

First he/she took it in his beak, thumped it on the turf
did it several times until a piece broke off
Then he opened up his beak, tilted back his head
downed this mini morsel with a mighty scoff

Humans are the only species that maintains a large variety of utensils
to prepare their food and then do dine
Followed up with crockery 
to scull a glass of wine

Set the table, put cutlery in its place
add a clean white napkin on which you wipe your face 

Me I prefer to be like the laughing kookaburra
Pick my fruit and park myself beneath a spreading shady tree
to dine in peace and eat my fare, much more naturally

birdrhyme

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