Saturday, February 24, 2007

Poem 2: The Hawk Gets Housed

I circle around
And what have I found?
A large group of buildings,
It looks quite profound.

This place I have come across
Seems different to me.
What is inside these buildings?
My acute eyes cannot see!

I would have flown away by now,
But I'm just too curious.
Why are these people flocking to this place?
It makes me quite furious.

I get closer and see,
There are openings I may peer into.
So I swoop down and take a gander,
At these facinating venue.

I soar into the place,
Oh, No! It is clear glass!
I am not a Hawk anymore,
I am officially an ass.

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