Playtime 15
Well, the cassowary's gone, good news to those it had
Threatened. Someone greedy, not too brainy, snatched
It from us overnight. Assuming that the thief's still living,
He or she could make some money selling that dispeptic
Bird to someone whose tastes run exotic, and that person
May stay happy so long as it's caged.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2025-11-25 at 18:06
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