A thought on aviation problems


A Threat for the Birds



Little bird, little bird
soaring overhead,
where will you when the evening comes
rest your little head?

Little bird, oh, little bird,
so delicate in flight,
how did you learn so soon to fly
in circles wide and tight?

Oh, little bird, sweet little bird.
with rapid beating heart,
how do you fight the predator
who wants you torn apart?

Little bird, soon bigger bird,
I see you getting older;
your flights are higher, longer,
and diving – daring, bolder.

Ahh, little bird, dear little bird
you might find this too funny
but, might you not consider this–
an aviary dunny?

For, little bird, belittled bird,
too soon you will be dead,
if you insist on flying by
your birdshit on my head.




Poetry by NotaDeadPoet
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Written on 2006-12-18 at 03:08

Tags Fun  Humor  Bird 

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gills
Funny ending - enjoyable read all the way through - thank you also on your helpful comments re: my text Sink.
2006-12-18


Teala
Haha--this is great, cheeky, cheeky--love the ending!
2006-12-18


Rob Graber
So cute 'til the end: Pretty funny!
2006-12-18

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