Ducks fly south and geese fly north.
\nDon’t know why this back and forth.
\nHawks fly east and doves fly west.
\nThere’s one bird that flew the best.<\/p>\n
THE DODO. Yes, the dodo,
\nthe whole avian kingdom’s Quasimodo.<\/p>\n
That bird in his prime was not the chub you see in books.
\nHe flew like a pigeon and his bill was off the hook.
\nOn his isle, there was no vile predator to fear.
\nSo, he gained weight, became ground-bound and drank a lot of beer.<\/p>\n
THE DODO. Weep for the dodo.
\nModelo, for him, became a no-no.<\/p>\n
Dutch landed sailors got them drunk on Grolsch and Amstel Lite.
\nThe birds, grown fat, no longer flew nor put up a good fight.
\nExtinction now leaves only skulls and bones to understand.
\nLewis Carroll gave his face to them in Wonderland.<\/p>\n
THE DODO. Say goodbye dodo,
\nThe only one who’s seen one since is Frodo.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"