There's a goose, a goose on the loose!
They scare me, though we have a truce.
The meanest bird you'll find in the park,
I bet they started shit on that Ark.
Goose [Lyric Poem]
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There’s a writhing pile of pigeons —
Not two or a few or a smidgen —
You can raise their clout, and call them doves,
But I’m glad they're not on the wires above.


the heron stares at
the unwitting egret’s back:
unfond of flatmate?

a heron stands tall
at the branch’s end,
as if weightless.