Heron

Turtle so slow Has emerged from below How does he breathe down there Without any air Don’t ask me how At least not just now I’m feeling a bit peckish And could stand a nice fish dish Earlier, I saw some bass Hiding here in the grass Ah, I see you there Swum by with no care I will have you my pretty Though you are itty bitty With a frawnk and a swoop I will fly around my loop What’s that in the deep water By that pesky old otter Shinny shad make nice meals If I can just close the deal It will never sense my presence And I will leave only my oily essence A last lunge and a lurch And I’m off to my perch I’m the most graceful of birds by the way And really should be in a Monet