Oh! Can It Be? Poem by margaret haig

Oh! Can it be? Said the blue bird to the bee,

That you are poking holes in the air is what I do see;

No! Said the bee, It's just my warning alarm to let you know,

Come too close, and you will get the point, that is so.


Oh! Can it be, said the bird to the cat below?

You have such claws, they look to sharp, you know,

Said the cat, to the bluebird on the fence just near,

These claws are sharp, for birds who show no fear;


Oh can it be? Said the cat, to the large bulldog there,

You don't see to want with me your food to share;

Then the dog said to the cat, Touch my bone you'll be cat nip,

Go eat your whiskers, go away, or I will make of you egg flip.


Oh! Can it be? Said the dog, to the large horse in the stable,

Are you a grand racing horse, or is that just a fable?

Neigh, nay, just here to help the farmer to plough,

But; if you get too cheeky, I will kick to the cow.



Oh! Can it be? Said the horse to the cow, near the barn

Is it true, mrs white the lamb, can give a good yarn?

Of course she said, to nick the large horse, it's true,

Mrs White, can certainly give a yarn with a nice dye,

But if you say neigh in stead of yea, I'll know you tell a lie.


The moral of this poem, is do not be a stick beak,

Or someone may be rude ad call you a lousy freak;

And don't go stirring and spreading any rumor,

Or you may have the joke on you, and that's no humor.