A poetic flock of birds
Over the ages, birds have symbolized our sentiments and traditions. The stork. The dove. The partridge (in the pear tree). Can you identify these fluent fliers?
I don't need a megaphone,
My call can echo far from
How fortunate and opportune,
For me to hear me still in tune!
I even sing.
I drop my head and fold a wing.
Aren't I the actor? And the ham?
To chase you off my eggs 'n' sand.
I glide. I glare.
From miles of air.
I swoop for lunch - a bass,
A fishing pole I'll never need.
I'm stick and tired of living on lawns,
With just one leg to stand on.
A mower's a friend for only a day,
a clip, a snip,... then he's gone.
I've never been flighty,
But flirty, oh yes!
And squawkin' and talkin'
For crackers, no less.
They say I'm the source
Of a song I don't sing,
And a dive I don't do,
'Cause I'm too short of wing.
(1) loon; (2) killdeer; (3) eagle; (4) flamingo; (5) parrot; (6) swan.
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