Ornithanthropos - Poem by Ambrose Bierce
'Let John P. Irish rise!' the edict rang
As when Creation into being sprang!
Nature, not clearly understanding, tried
To make a bird that on the air could ride.
But naught could baffle the creative plan
Despite her efforts 'twas almost a man.
Yet he had risen-to the bird a twin
Had she but fixed a wing upon his chin.
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