|Image used for Magpie Tales #87|
Swan-like you pose
with head held high
indignant crispy beak
tarred and de-feathered
for the national dish.
Sixty-five days to live
before fate deals its patriotic hand.
Red skin rubbed
with cinnamon, ginger and cloves
while spring onions stuff your once proud breast.
Soy sauce and honey sweeten your taste
and plum jam marinade
slowly caresses your buxom chest
orange slices and parsley
regally grace and celebrate
the delicacy you have become.
by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, October 17, 2011
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