A cormorant who was named Wendy,
Was famous for being so bendy,
She craned her neck back,
Without making it crack,
And now this lithe move is quite trendy.
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The Chicken Ballet
The big pot of stew was just brimming
With juices right after the skimming,
The drumsticks of chickens,
Said, “Oh, what the Dickens!
We’re doing our synchronized swimming.”
Rainbow Lorikeets
It’s limerick month. I won’t necessarily do one a day, but maybe every second day or so.
Two lorikeets in Lover’s Lane,
He hopes she won’t leave him in pain,
His eyes close in love
As he coos from above,
And she whispers, “Oh, say it again!”
Sparrow’s Advice
leave that walnut husk
don’t you know they have toxins?
very bad for you
Changes
Dogwood in spring.
Dogwood in autumn.
spring dogwood’s lushness
shrivels in autumn’s death grip
last leaves cling to life
Happiness
peeling hazelnuts
filled with anticipation
what a happy day
Pardon Me?
Happy Thanksgiving to all my friends and family in the U.S.
And here we have some Montana turkeys,
looking for presidential pardons….
turkey dinner looms
can we get a pardon soon?
then we will give thanks
Roo
thinking things over
just lying here in the dirt
it’s too hot to move
Sunset
day’s excitement done
quiet sun sinks into sea
rest now, be at peace
Australian Pelican
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