Silas in the wilderness

The happy little bluebirds
No longer fly.
They cannot – for
has been here.

Once, when He was younger, and
Less well
He had visited the park.

Being miserly with truth,
Silas reinvented the
Dodo. Perhaps He was
Confused, but Wingless bluebirds
Do not look similar.

Silas was pleased though,
For when He threw the
Birds, at least They
Didn’t fly.

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