The King and the Pheasants

Once it was squirrels
Now it is pheasants
Imported from France
At a complete loss
Not found in trees
More often it seems
Walking around
Just there on the ground
Easy prime ducks
Killing them sucks
As for the King
What does he bring
To the violent equation

Nothing

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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