A Goofy Poem

I’d not change places

with a bird -

Me with wings

would be absurd,

 

I eat cookies

and frosted cake -

They eat things

found in the lake,

 

I can speak

and type my words -

They just mutter

"We’re only birds",

 

I’ve a sofa

what’s the chances –

You’d ever see me

sit on branches.

 

 

  (Is there no end to my talent)