Turtle Doves, what the?
Ridiculousness in poetic form.
Turtle doves, ' the funk are turtle doves anyway?
I want to watch them, watch them dance and play
Bird of paradise, they seem nice, starlings too
Red cardinals, pretty but angry, at me, at you
Macaws and toucans, tokens of God's creativity
Stunning in design with a curious personality
Crows and vultures, often overlooked as ugly
Carrion eating, serving a purpose, majestically
Eagles soar high, penguins waddle down low
Sparrows, robins, all kinds of tits that flow
Birds of prey, hunting all day, pigeons play
Hummingbirds hover, seagulls complain all day
Partridges, not in pear trees, that's a lie
Peacocks, grandiose, but fight, don't even try
Then there's chickens, they taste good in my belly
Quail’s eggs are great as a starter before Beef Welly
No bird soars too high if he flies with his own wings
Listen to them, they sing because they have their songs
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Thanks for reading!
Author's Notes: A ridiculous piece I wrote stream-of-consciousness style about realising that I didn't really know what turtle doves were...
You're, like, welcome! I mean, at least I bloody well rhymed!
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About the Creator
Paul Stewart
Scottish-Italian poet/writer from Glasgow.
Overflowing in English language torture and word abuse.
"Every man has a sane spot somewhere" R.L Stevenson
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Comments (8)
I LOVE this! So creative and fun! Also, just threw a 4th birthday party for my youngest and he chose a bird theme. We had birds everywhere. Oddly when you posted this we were having the party!!! Such a crazy coincidence! Thanks for the smiles! 🦅
The full expression of an ornithologist's wet dream!
Bahahaha! I loved the nuttiness of this piece. Very humorous. “Partridges, not in pear trees, that's a lie”!! 😆
This is such fun! I love it when you make me giggle, Paul! I loved the picture of the turtles, especially the ironic juxtaposition with the avian subject matter!
Well-wrought! I love encountering groups of turtles on my walks too, so the picture gave me an extra tickle! "See the turtle of enormous girth On his shell he holds the earth."
I love birds, am a bird watcher. Good job, Paul! I guess your photo is a pun on the Turtle Doves. I see Angie gave you a link, LOL.
Hey… you just go easy on those defenceless Turtle Doves!🤣 Dictionary.com asserts they are: ‘ any of several Old World doves of the genus Streptopelia, having a brown plumage with speckled wings and a long dark tail. a gentle or loving person.” I regularly call my kids Turtle Dove!!🥹😳🙃… end of discussion!😵💫 I of course, did enjoy the rhythm and rhyme & celebration of many birds and their personalities… great job!✅
It's just turtles, all the way down. I do love a beef willy!