National poetry writing month

National poetry writing month
A month of madness

Wednesday, 3 April 2013

Twitcher.

Oh to be a twitcher
Oh mummy i really should pack,
oh mummy i should really go now.
There excitement to had on our facebook,
a rare birds been sighted in slough.

I must now be quick to pack my bag,
full of things that a good twitcher needs.
My pink thermos flask and my bird book,
Incase theres some sightings in Leeds.

I heard from a chap out by blackpool,
that a American Bittern was spied.
It turned out to just be a sparrow,
If only we knew bob had lied.

Did you hear about that rare vagrant Wigeon?
that decided to set down in crewe.
It was shot by a chap for his dinner,
and turned into rare wigeon stew.

Turtle doves in a field down near Lewes,
We all  thought hurray, it's our day.
They were pigeons! by a shooting club house,
and the pigoens were made out of clay!

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