The proud petrel
with strong mettle
flew over the sea.
Throwing his litters on the rocks
he watched the clumsy penguin’s walks.
The stupid penguin looked at the sky.
How much he wished to fly!
He had heard
he was also a bird.
If he could fly
he would proudly throw his litter
from the bird’s eye.
The moral of this song:
Remember to what kind of bird you belong.
Am I right?
A bird is known by it’s flight.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
05/11/2010
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The moral of this song: Remember to what kind of bird you belong. Am I right? A bird is known by it’s flight. great, what a storical way written sweet poem..loved it 10/10 ++++++