FEATHERS

8 01 2012

I have an aviary in the garden,

 

So, I had to beg my wife’s pardon,

 

Because there were feathers in our bedroom

 

Which I had to sweep out with a broom.

 

Now, how they got there, I couldn’t understand,

 

Because the distance was really grand.

 

So, to search for their origin I was resolved,

 

And , eventually the problem was solved,

 

Because I found that of all things,

 

The feathers came from my wife’s wings.

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