Flying Turtles Poem by Richard Lee

You may overhear in peculiar circles
That birds such as parrots
Began life as turtles

They each have a beak
And have pointy sharp claws
Though the parrot is vocal the turtle withdraws

It is true if you investigate each with a finger
Then either you'll lose it
Or the pain will sure linger

So if turtles decided to shell off their shells
And take to the air
I'm not really sure where

It would really be tricky to make the distinction
Forgetting the feathers
And obviously the friction
The distance, direction the noise and the colour
The lack of objective
And that turtles are duller

When turned in reverse if the parrot was grounded
It might need a shell
To avoid being hounded

So if caught in a fight or in imminent danger
A burger container
May with little regard

Be fully converted for beak, wing and feather
To house a small parrot
And make it look hard

So when all's done and dusted and you're somewhere quite strange
May this thought travel with you
And please don't be confused
If a turtle flies over with reptilian abandon
There's a parrot around, in a carton...bemused