Month: April 2017

The Sloth

Whether two-toed or three,

Lazy, never in a hurry

All they do is cling to a tree.

Thus, if you gaze upon them for too long your eyes will become all blurry

and then you’ll curse that sloth for being so furry.



The Trogon

Why do I look so woebegone?

Gall darn it!

In Costa Rica I didn’t even get to see one gosh darn trogon.

Thus, without even a glimpse of that cousin of the quetzal,

My birding life seems about as worthless as a Hudson or an Edsel.


Bird Brain

For years I’ve strained and strained to teach my Polly to talk.

Yet all she does is squawk and squawk.

So all my efforts to train her have gone down the drain

Since I didn’t realize she belongs to a different flock,

As no parrot is she but rather a hawk.

Thus I must admit even I now know who is the real bird brain.