Short Beaky Poems

Poor Patsy had Pigeon's toes,
She also had a Beaky nose
Crows feet around her eyes
Eagles wings so she could fly
Up in the air, she would go

Nobody noticed her Pidgeon's toes,
As higher and higher Patsy rose
Out of sight, out of mind
She was unique, one of a kind
Where she came from, no one Knows....

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Late commers snap beaky throats,
mug with angry complaints.

A gathering
of de-frocked preachers strut
and preen, a tussled foraging, 
hustle, and riot.

Up in the branches brothers caw and jeer.
Upheavals come together,
those with more pluck, snatch and pilfer.

Wanton blackouts of carrion crows
crowd my eyes 
with their petty, ill-mannered crimes....

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There are ghosts, ghouls, and gargoyles out tonight.
They could all give you a scare, maybe even a fright.
But the one that terrifies me the absolute most,
Is not a ghoul, gargoyle, gangster, or sinister ghost.

I am terrified of Beaky Man. He’s trouble with a tee.
His giant beak smacks people from sea to whining sea.
As if that is not enough, his eyes will narrowly scan.
They’ll demand you tell the truth to scary Beaky Man....

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