Word play
Taunted a tamed bird.
His name was Pedro,
A brown pelican
Out for his viddles.
The Shrimp wiggled a little
As he swam and plied:
"You can't eat me,"
I'm too good for you"
But little did he know-
He is the fool in the piddle.
It'd be the last thing
That Shrimp said.
Pedro on a wind's flow,
Took off, well fed.
Poetry by Clara Mae Gregory
Written on 2026-05-14 at 21:43
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Pedro the Pelican
An indignant ShrimpTaunted a tamed bird.
His name was Pedro,
A brown pelican
Out for his viddles.
The Shrimp wiggled a little
As he swam and plied:
"You can't eat me,"
I'm too good for you"
But little did he know-
He is the fool in the piddle.
It'd be the last thing
That Shrimp said.
Pedro on a wind's flow,
Took off, well fed.
Poetry by Clara Mae Gregory
Written on 2026-05-14 at 21:43
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