Best Myna Poems

There they were, in the center of
our asphalt cul-de-sac street
circled around their dead companion,
four common myna birds, holding
their own semblance of a funeral.
I slowly backed out of my driveway
and passed by them in quiet reverie.
They didn't attempt to fly away or
even move as I passed...

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A myna bird please she said with a grin.
We were all shocked. How had she wandered in?
The store had been locked by our Uncle Ben.
We sold her the bird for a dollar ten.
We were sworn to secrecy, swiftly then.
Bird belonged to crazy grandma Jen.
No one...

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I enjoy 
My myna in my cage 
Talking to me day and night 

Seeking freedom to fly 
That I enjoy 
Not knowing it’s tongue...

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