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The Completely Cuckoo Cuckoo

[According to Mr Google, what we Brits call a vest is
what Americans call an undershirt]


The completely cuckoo cuckoo
Had got too big for his nest
And so he made a hammock
From a tatty old string vest
But when he hung it up he slipped
His feet went through the mesh
He flapped until his skin rubbed raw
And he was featherless

So looking like a chicken
Or an oven ready duck
He shouted I need stuffing
Flapped his wings and went cluck, cluck
Pulled faces acting bonkers
Happy as a pig in muck
Then made a swimming motion
Going quack, quack like a duck

He thought he’d keep on clucking 
Until all his feathers grew
And then just like a turkey
He went gobble gobble too
But when the farmer raised his gun
And said my lunch is you
The completely cuckoo cuckoo yelled
CUCKOO! CUCKOO! CUCKOO!
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Laurie Avatar
June 17, 2021 at 6:32 PM
Hello Terry … nearly outsmarted itself, but it’s not so cuckoo after all unless the farmer preferred cuckoo flesh - thanks Terry - Lindsay
Flood Avatar
June 18, 2021 at 2:45 AM
Well they do say there’s a very thin line between ‘E=MC squared’ and ‘have you seen my camel?’ ;-) Terry
Leffanta Avatar
June 17, 2021 at 11:48 AM
This just needs illustration to become a popular children's book! Well thought and done, Terry!
Flood Avatar
June 17, 2021 at 11:55 AM
If I could but draw. Thanks Rico. Terry
Hankins Avatar
June 16, 2021 at 8:14 PM
This is an awesome piece of writing, Terry. It reads like a nursery rhyme...perhaps from Dr. Seuss. Marvelous! I loved it!
Flood Avatar
June 17, 2021 at 11:54 AM
The mind is a wonderful thing. The title just jumped into my head and the poem was hard on its heels. More than flattered by the Dr. Seuss comparison. Thanks, Milt. Terry
Wolf Avatar
June 16, 2021 at 7:42 PM
I think that 'My Lunch is You' will go down with 'To Be or Not to Be'... or perhaps with 'Water, Water, Everywhere...' or maybe 'Mighty Casey Struck out...' probably with 'I'll make you an offer you can't refuse.' ~ Marlon Brando
Flood Avatar
June 17, 2021 at 11:57 AM
Blimey, such esteemed company... they’ll get used to it. Thanks for the compliment, Gershon. Terry
Mchattie Avatar
June 16, 2021 at 4:31 PM
Very very witty. A hilarious romp. You have quite the imagination my friend. Stay well.
Flood Avatar
June 17, 2021 at 12:00 PM
Thanks David. When I first came up with the notion of a cuckoo cuckoo, I googled it thinking it must have already been done. It hadn’t... but it has now. Glad you enjoyed. Terry
Bauer Avatar
June 16, 2021 at 2:10 PM
this is adorable and very funny, terry! i very much enjoyed...
Flood Avatar
June 16, 2021 at 2:23 PM
Thanks, Ilene. Pleased you enjoyed. As soon as I had the notion of a cuckoo being cuckoo, I had to write him. Terry
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