THE LO-O-O-O-O-ONE GREAT HERON!
On this darkening November day,
A Great Blue Heron assayed…
To fly overhead
A young driver said,
Across his lane of a rain-soaked highway.
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He thought the bird would have flown
South before snow fall had grown…
His migratory
Knowledge of the story
Was rather poorly known!
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Perhaps, like other types
Of migratory birds, he’d no gripes…
With staying around
And fish to be found,
So much for stereotypes.
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Didn’t know if he’d see it again,
His late-staying feathered friend…
So he wished him a living
The day before Thanksgiving,
Whatever the future would portend.
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 