Billed Poems - Poems about Billed

Seen as a collection of spare parts swimming in close formation neither fish nor fowl from a southern hemisphere nation sewn together as if torn asunder the amphibian antipodean from way Down Under is the odd-looking bottom-feeding no muss nor fuss otter-footed beaver-tailed egg-laying duck-billed platypus the males of which are venomous an excellent swimmer whenever it dives it closes its ears nose and eyes altho' a riparian carnivore electroreception is...

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They'd wade at standards to be seen by most. The Spoon-billed Sandpiper, who shares wading, to dying, one hundred ten, and counting. Stretched East Asia, Russia through China ... host. They've spoon-shaped bills to help them scoop up moss, insects, shrimp, and worms. They are renowned for their calls, which males fly and sing a rapport, sounds like 'preep' and 'wheer' can...

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of mischief and theft swoop low! brightness of eye, and- slyer than you seem August 13, 2021...

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A duck-billed platypus Is bathing on the bus She left her favorite stream To join our swimming team She did so well last year Her lane was free and clear Until the final leg When Platy laid an egg The hippopotami Don’t eat the platy pie Because the hippo bake Is better served with cake The platy pie who pluck Are eating Peking duck Because the ducks that pry Are...

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red billed tropic bird warming up the pacific with stark white feathers...

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The duck-billed platypus is odd and, if the product of a god, it's difficult to understand, why such an animal was planned, but maybe when the rest was done, there was stuff left and so begun one animal made from the dregs, made wearing fur and laying eggs, enough left for a creature that, was...

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"If only, if only," the woodpeckers sigh, "The stars in the heavens would light up the sky. "If I could just bring the mountains down low, Those landforms up high, Where my trees would grow. "The drums, cease to roll, The armor, to rust! Their hatred to flowers, Their swords into dust. "If only, if only," the woodpeckers cry, "Our homes had a place way up...

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