Francine Roberts Poet Rhyme

Quack

I had a little finch
as quiet as could be.
He was rather lonely
so an idea came to me.

I'd get him some roommates
to talk to through the day.
I bought two Zebra Finches
so he'd have friends to play.

My Bengalese Finch is quiet.
He never makes a sound,
but now the strangest noises
I'm hearing all around.

One of the new finches
sounds just like a duck.
When I try to see which one
I'm just out of luck.

As soon as they see me
the noises stop, you see.
So which finch thinks he's a duck
is truly baffling me.

I'm sure the neighbours think
a duck is living here.
He's very quiet if I'm in sight,
when I'm not, he's loud and clear.

So a quacking finch
is living in my house.
He makes a lot of noise
for someone smaller than a mouse.

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Terry L. Allen April 11, 2012 at 11:17 AM Wonderful, light and funny. I thuroughly enjoyed this poem or as you usually put it CUTE

Laura Breidenthal December 19, 2011 at 5:29 PM How hilarious! Hahah! I really enjoyed reading this one! Always, Laura

Natalie The Rogue Rhymer December 18, 2011 at 5:54 PM Francine....This is adorable! It flows nicely, too. Thanks so much for your comment as I did forget to enter that in your contest-fixed now :)

Lisa Cooper December 17, 2011 at 10:41 PM great pen! Your poem is rather cute lol Lisa Cooper December 18, 2011 at 7:22 AM Sorry no offense. Francine Roberts December 17, 2011 at 11:18 PM Canadians spell it with the "u" , as we do colour and harbour, only Americans spell it neighbors

David Williams December 13, 2011 at 4:41 PM Francine thanks for the heads up, have a look now tell me what you think please, thanks ..David

Kenny A Fledgling Poet December 13, 2011 at 2:00 PM Francine, do you have any other pets beside birds. I do not as my parents will not let me, that's one reason i spend so much time at Chef's cabin. He has 6 dogs, 9 cats, 14 rabbits, 3 guinne pigs and a Deer in the back yard, you can see any morning. I was wondering if i can still enter your contest with the poem i wrote on HG's sight, "Chef - Dad", I will delete it from HG's poems and send it to Your contest if that's legal yours always kenny

Anne-Lise Andresen December 13, 2011 at 12:56 PM Sweet and funny - good. OXOX Love Anne-Lise

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire December 13, 2011 at 12:41 AM Francine, Great poem, Chef has a Minor bird he taught to say hello Harry when he says hello bird. I will be at the Library tomorrow. I see your contest filling up fast I hope to get on sight before its over. Can I still use the Poem "Chef - Dad" for your contest if i take it off Chef's sight and put it on mine?? Kenny

Andrea Dietrich December 12, 2011 at 10:21 PM haha, what a funny little story poem. Is it for a contest?

Don Johnson December 12, 2011 at 3:46 PM a feathery counterpoise (on the end) or a quack attack because:)

Kim Merryman December 11, 2011 at 2:39 PM How funny! Enjoyed reading this. Kim

David Williams December 11, 2011 at 8:05 AM Francine, quacking good poem ha ha..David

Wole Francis December 11, 2011 at 4:38 AM nice one

Deb Wilson December 10, 2011 at 10:16 PM Oh how very cute ..Loved it Francine! love,Deb

Robert Pettit December 10, 2011 at 10:04 PM One of my neighbors had a peacock. It made a loud enough noise to make its presence known. If you like quiet, don't ever get a peacock (or peahen). Your poem is a delight to read as usual.