Hawking Talking Poem by jacqueline tozer
Hawking Talking
I swoop, I glide,
I wander wide,
Beware my beady eye.
A beastly feast, some carrion
of slimy snake would do..
or even a plump cockatoo!
A lizard
with a gizzard
or a flamingo,
Oh what a cheek
to have a beak
so toothless gumless too
Those dreadful mynahs are all a-rage
They squark and pester me
But I fly high
and carry on
what nature heeds,
with glee.
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5/7/2024 9:12:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very nicely written and enjoyable to read. Thanks, Jacqueline
Thank you for reading it