by Kenneth Hoffman
(Morristown, NJ , USA)
God taught the birds how to fly.
What I want to know is why.
What good's something you can't even catch?
To make a good stew, you'd need quite a batch.
Canadian geese are big, but protected,
(That's not my arrow like you suspected).
Of course birds eat bugs, I think,
But not the ones I have under my sink.
They can't even teach me how to soar
So what the heck are they good for?
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