A talking bird is smart let’s agree,
they have a wonderful vocabulary,
so it may seem bazaar,
that as smart as birds are;
Are they smarter than a spelling bee?
Walked at the mall this morning right outta bed
Clucking and squawking like an old hen with the bends
Perseverance is a must
Just brush off the dust
Showing all the youngies this old guy ain't dead
Well here we are, another great day
The chickens are fed, the cows have hay
The crows are squawking
Wild animals are stalking
All's copacetic, think I'll practice ballet
Well here we are, another great day
The chickens are fed, the cows have hay
The crows are squawking
Wild animals are stalking
All's copacetic, think I'll practice ballet
Well here we are, another great day
The chickens are fed, the cows have hay
The crows are squawking
Wild animals are stalking
All's right with the world, think I'll practice ballet
Squawking Jay
The Blue Jay sits in regal pose
always looking down his nose
at the chirping birds that sing
while preening ego’s azure wings.
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Geese squawking askew
V-formation out of form
Headed south too late
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Must be young geese
No strong leader
First flight home
No I will not ask for directions
(Haiku/Free Verse and what else who knows)
My word, my word!
I think this sounds absurd
I wandered in my sleep last night
Then thought I was a bird
But then, but then!
I think I was a hen
As I tried to push an egg right through
Then awakened in a pen
Alas, alas!
T’was nothing, but some gas
I must have eaten something bad
And had to get up fast