There’s a Moral
By some strange and mindless quirk
Evolution is berserk.
Life is suddenly improved
As Human Beings are removed.
Fish are flying through the air,
Swallows swim beneath the wier;
Tigers are the world’s tycoons,
Government is by baboons;
Porpoises now pilot planes,
Elephants are cleaning drains;
Parrots in the pulpit prate,
Penguins strut as Heads of State;
There is no garbage now that goats
Provide disposal down their throats;
The shady world of Stocks and Shares,
Of course, controlled by bulls and bears;
In Courts, the lion, with firm paw,
Lays down the letter of the Law;
And, for a wonderful Police Force,
What could be better than the horse?
Camels, bibulous, survive
Because they never drink and drive;
Most humans are quite wild and free
Some tamed for domesticity.
Poor Homo, not now Sapiens,
Is kept by cows in barns and pens;
But for the wild, there is no fear
Of stylish Hunts by fox or deer;
The world is better off, by far,
At least, there is no SPECIES BAR!
Other work by y father, Namur King
To Be As One With God
A Plea For the Old Ones
The Pharos (Dover Castle)
Today has never been before
St. Paul's (London May 11th 1941)
Ode To A Snowdrop During Wartime
Thoughts on the Immutability of Matter
Ode to the Full Moon during an “Alert”, 1942
Ode to Goldie, the Golden Eagle on its 10th Day of Freedom
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