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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