The Ibis
The ibis is a sacred bird
So idle, happy, by the Nile;
It speaks, and each wise word
A scribe records – and puts on file.
“Oh, Ibis, dear, won’t you sing
Instead of speaking non-stop?
It really would be quite the thing
If you could jazz, and pop, and bebop.”
The ibis is a sacred bird
So idle, happy, by the Nile;
It speaks, and each wise word
A scribe records – and puts on file.
“Oh, Ibis, dear, won’t you sing
Instead of speaking non-stop?
It really would be quite the thing
If you could jazz, and pop, and bebop.”
The ibis turns and irked, he scowls,
Then thoughtfully replies:
“Songs that you seek are for the fowls,
The owls, and chicks, and gadflies!
I am the bird of Thoth, you know,
And have proper decorum;
I speak, orate, recite and crow
So finely in the forum!”
“I beg your pardon, Ibis, Sir,
For being so light and shallow,
I, to your wisdom will defer
And be no longer callow.”
This post is part of the Outdoor Wednesday meme,
and also part of the Wordless Wednesday meme,
and also part of the ABC Wednesday meme.
The owls, and chicks, and gadflies!
I am the bird of Thoth, you know,
And have proper decorum;
I speak, orate, recite and crow
So finely in the forum!”
“I beg your pardon, Ibis, Sir,
For being so light and shallow,
I, to your wisdom will defer
And be no longer callow.”
This post is part of the Outdoor Wednesday meme,
and also part of the Wordless Wednesday meme,
and also part of the ABC Wednesday meme.
