I had a beautiful parakeet,
One decisive day, those proud feathers failed to shine,
A morbid discovery, in sawdust
At the bottom of the aviary
Mother in her wisdom,
Predicting an upset,
rushed out for a replacement
picked a perfect imposter,
plumes in symmetry,
inquisitive shining eyes
Yet despite her efforts,
securing the doppelganger,
I knew it could not be the same
And that is why,
I had to kill that one as well
From the forthcoming collection ‘A mouthful of space dust’ due for release in June/ July 2023
Gavin Turner 