Don't forget too soon
The 17th June
A new bird has thickened the plot.
He's red and regal,
Graceful and evil,
Come to take your pants, the whole lot.
This rogue of a bird
Won't utter a word
As it brings about the fall of our nation,
Poor Opussia
Wasn't prepared for a
Stealth attack from a swan. Damnation!
He'll steal all your knickers
Whether hobo or vicar,
Prince, pauper or saint
Then he'll curse you as well,
Hissing, couldn't you tell
When you felt your bottom dilate?
So watch out for this fiend,
All's not as it seems,
Bad omens in the form of a swan
So flee my good friends
So as not to meet your end
As a cause of this bird. Jog on!
[For @naaviie]
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