The Dilling Bird

by Stephen Sparke

The Dilling bird is the quearest of things

in fact I'd say quite abserd

I mean have you heard of a bird

that carries its eggs on its wings?

You think its too silly ,but wait, they are shy

they live in lands steep and hilly,

they rise so late that it's early next day,

before they take to the sky

While busily flapping

the mother ,O brother!

Tries jerking her eggs

from one wing to the other

 by violently shaking her legs

and just as it seems, she done as she dreams

an egg rolls away down her tail,

in natural reaction she goes into action

flipping the egg at her chin

with a frightful clout she knocks herself out

and goes into a terrible spin.

But before its to late and not feeling to great

she recovers, lord lovers! returning in search of a mate.

It seems such a shame that a birdy so willing

so thrilling as the dilling should suffer the loss of eggs

which it would have preferred to have never occured

but it'll start all over again, again.