Helen Of Troy - Beauteous Bird Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

Variously born of swan or goose
Fathered under downy feather
You were saucy, flighty... loose
When you and Paris got together

But how could Menelaus think you true
However much you begged?
Seems he was cooked when you
Slipped off your top and lay there golden-egged.

So widely gorged on pâté de joie
Was truth with beauty ever basted so?
Can you answer for the Fall of Troy?
Honk once for yes and twice for no!