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The Cardinal knows that he is a pretty bird Splendidly attired in feathers bright and gay He publishes loudly; he will be heard Among the squawks of mockingbird and jay He gobbles and scatters husks, rusks, and seeds In self-indulgent abandonment He ignores all others in his wants and needs They’re secular birds; they can take a hint The Cardinal certainly loves to be seen At the public feeder in all his pride Attentive to fashions, and always keen For the Best Birds to be posed at his side But then one day A few remnant feathers, a ripped cardinal’s hat - He seems to have forgotten the watchful cat
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May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 2:49 PM UTC
Some Observations on the Habits of the American Cardinal
The Cardinal knows that he is a pretty bird Splendidly attired in feathers bright and gay He publishes loudly; he will be heard Among the squawks of mockingbird and jay He gobbles and scatters husks, rusks, and seeds In self-indulgent abandonment He ignores all others in his wants and needs They’re secular birds; they can take a hint The Cardinal certainly loves to be seen At the public feeder in all his pride Attentive to fashions, and always keen For the Best Birds to be posed at his side But then one day A few remnant feathers, a ripped cardinal’s hat - He seems to have forgotten the watchful cat
From Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, 2014, available from amazon
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May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 2:49 PM UTC
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