B52s of Bird-dom, a Pelican Song

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There were flurries of elation,
For the squawk had gone around
That the fish near Old Egret
Were there to take.
Pelican formation

So the pelicans were plashing,
The gulls joined in the fray,
And all the others followed
In their wake.
Pelican ferry

They paddled in formation,
They made their presence known,
They owned every ripple
of the Quay ..

Pelican cowed

They shooed away the ferries,
Sailed proudly by the berths,
A flotilla in command
of all their sea.

Pelican b52
B52s of bird-dom,
Our heroes lurched aloft,
Low- flying over
pelican domains . Pelican egret

But Old Egret? Like a statue,
Proudly held himself aloof.
From pelican- ish preening
he abstains.

A happy pelican morning one day at Elizabeth Quay, Perth.

You are at Baffled Bear Books, the blog of Mark, guardian and hapless typist for Mawson Bear, Ponderer of Baffling Things and one of this bright world’s few published bears. Mawson is writer bear of It’s A Bright World To Feel Lost In.

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