Monthly Archives: Jan 2023

A gentle hiss, a sidelong glance

and so begins the courtship dance

each plucking feathers from their breast

which soon she’ll use to line the nest

an art to which they are both used

for each year brings another brood

a lifelong affair of the heart

that only death can split apart

I knew a young girl called Susan

I cannot tell a lie

she had a bit of a speech defect

which made her rather shy

but she was good at any sport

at which she had a try

and on any Summer evening

“Anyone for tenet?” was her cry

then we all knew what she meant

and happily rush to comply.