Many now know the Dodo is long dead,
But do not know it was what he was fed.
The diet of fish, chips and mushy peas,
Made him blow his nose and sneeze.
Till one day he blew a bit too hard,
He flew clean across the backyard.
Landing on bum with a great thump,
And let out an enormous loud grump.
If he had only landed on his two feet,
He then may not be under concrete.
For his bum landed upon an old nail,
Alas there was noone to hear his wail.
© Fi S. J. Brown