The Magpie And The Dove - Poem by Orlando Belo
On the ground, they fought each other,
with their wings flapping and outstretched.
But the dove was much smaller and weaker,
and couldn’t evade the magpie’s pecks.
As feathers flew, the magpie held down the dove
with its powerful grasping claws.
Once, twice, three times, it savagely pecked,
and again, and several times more.
The tired dove’s resistance vanished,
as the magpie took one hop back.
It stood admiring the results of its conflict,
before making its final attack.
This brief unfair battle was nearly over,
the dove turned to face the magpie.
But then a dog approached the battlefield,
and the magpie flew into the sky.
Keeping a close watch over its prey,
the magpie waited behind a parked car.
The dog lost interest and sauntered away.
Leaving the magpie to deliver the coup de grace.
One hop then two, it approached for the kill,
but the dog returned to save the day.
This time the magpie did not come back,
and the dove recovered to fly away.
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