Bird Poem by Lee Fones

Bird



my parents used to say
come from gooseberry bush
that's why my bed is hay
and sit next to a thrush

my parents they are funny
they just sit and squirm
every morning shout bunny
then fly and grab a worm

its great watching them
swoop and swirl about
i really do like em
not mentioned about me gout

its the best ever bed nest
big enough for a stork
so tonight i will impress
using my knife and fork

then again may use spoon
worms are like spaghetti
knowing i sound a goon
after tea i'm sweaty

telling snake Scott this
slithering gooseberry bush
he did laugh and hiss
giving me a mighty push

falling down to the ground
knew that i was bread
never heard another sound
Scott had eaten me dead

Friday, August 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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