Bird Like Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

I know, I know....I'd emu late....
but
I'm casso wary....
want the whipped cream
AND
the cherry....

as the croc, us, being toothy,
gnashed away, albeit ruthy...

when viol et the notes, that traitor...
rose ate the spoon, bill
me....but later....

a cordon, bleu, entwined their legs....
as off they hopped to garner eggs...

blossoms bloomed the path they're truckin'....
but all they have are wings...can't pluck 'em....

yep, it lumps'n'jumps'n'hurkies, jerky....
must go now,
hafta
baste
the chicken..... ')