Take a number and wait until you're called.
After Ogden Nash
Published on September 5, 2007 By dynamaso In Poetry
I watched a bird
Regard a post
Like it was an alien tree
As I watched
A thought occurred
“What would the bird think of me?”

Do I even rate
In the bird’s view
Of the world we both survey
Then the bird flew up
Crapped on the post
And purposefully flew away

Comments
on Sep 06, 2007
Well done! Ogden would be smiling. - Moskowitz
on Sep 08, 2007
Thanks Buddah. I hope you were smiling too.
on Sep 09, 2007
on Sep 09, 2007
Kelly,

Glad I made you laugh.
on Sep 12, 2007
Here's a question I want answered: how'd I miss this gem?

Thanks, Maso -another good 'un.
on Sep 12, 2007
Heya Roy,

I've got no answer except sometimes lifes little gems do somehow slip by us. I'm glad you found this though.