Sidney Beck Poet Couplet

Quail Army Song

QUAIL   ARMY   SONG

I don’t know but I’ve been told
No quail born ever gets old
It’s plain that we gotta fight
For each and ev’ry God-given right
To be quails and not  hors d’oeuvres
It’s simply what we  all deserve
We want quail houses with double glazing
Is that so very amazing?
And quail babies and quail mortgages;
And not to end up as quail sausages;
To pick up our old-age quail pension,
And not even have to mention
Ignominiously turning up
In a French mustard dip,
Like uncle Bert who met an early death 
As pate on a singing soldier’s breath :
“47  Chevy and a tankful of gas,*
Quail liver pate kinds tastes like grass”.  
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*Plagiarised from   HEARTBREAK RIDGE  movie

(From my collection of Bird Poetry and Other Pretensious Crap"

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