Poetry

Lorekeet Laureatte
You'll peck those words,
Motormouth motivatin'
Berries, cherries,
Pickin's rich in birds

Wingin' it, wordin' it,
Wearing whirring wings
Absurd i'n'it?
Spreadin' the word in it
Fly like a bird in it -
Land in the laurel,
  singing
        Lyre-Bird!
Now for your lyrics laurels
  are conferred on you!
And subjects once taboo
You blew so open wide
Now the people see
  inside of things
So spread those wings
Lauretta Poetta
Give those words
Some peacock feathers,
  Aye?!