TWHAT IS IT?
You may have watched this stripy birdy
speculating what it might be.
Help’s at hand let me explain:
it emanates from sunny Spain.
And I’ve just seen it somewhere written
it’s settled here in drizzly Britain
dining out on cheddar cheese
and fish and chips and garden peas.
The cock assumes frankfurter shape,
the hen is rounded like a grape,
it whistles with sardonic wit:
the Greater Rainbowed Sausage Tit
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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I'll have to look out for one of those on my birdwatching days.
Andy
Don't stand beneath them Andy - it's not a wise thing to do
the Greater Rainbowed Sausage Tit is reknowned for it's volumous poo.
Ahh,, Miss Berles had any in her garden?!
None in her garden but she regularly spots them whilst out on he ram-berles.
Beautiful picture, lovely nonsense poem that made me laugh.
Thanks M - we all need a bit of laughter - so pleased you enjoyed the read.
'The cock assumes frankfurter shape'
🤣
so witty, Michael
thanks for the chuckles..
(I'm surprised you haven't sold that artwork yet
one of your most peaceful, to look upon)
'in my humble opinion'
I'm not sure if I still have it - don't recall selling it but haven't seen it in ages. Thanks LB - I'm running out of poetic inspiration at the moment and this was an odd one inspired by a comment on facebook.
ROFL now that is a fun write.
Unlike other birds, this one has class
not chomping crusts on unmown grass
such scraps for him provide no thrill
finer things be destined for his bill
he finds rich pickings outside Kentucky Fried
our connoisseur's gained weight since last he flyed
now he flaps his wings but to no avail
for flight we know, has economies of scale
I'm in awe how you can churn these out so quickly - they take me days to scibe them - cheers da.
such a clever thing from that chap
disposing of all that dog crap
theres no need now to worry
bagging turds in a hurry
every dog now has a crap flap
but they found down at the dog pound
some breeds shit too close to the ground
they need some propulsion
to aid their compulsion
as they strain at the stars spellbound
a young teddy suggested quite coyly
perhaps they could use something oily
but their first trial runs
meant explosive dogs bums
that splattered all over the doily
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