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| They said to me, "Don't put all your eggs in one basket," as (These are stones) |
I was trying to watch the birdie on a log, while also |
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| looking at a bird in the hand, |
but wishing for the two in the bush that I saw. |
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| I knew that with a good throw I could kill two birds with one stone, if they were close together. |
Or with the noise the crows make, perhaps I should stone the crows.
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| Or the noisy geese because what's good for the goose is good for the gander. |
But I didn't worry because, as birds of a feather flock together |
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and as most birds don't fly by night, they would be there tomorrow. |
I realized that there may be a few lucky ducks that had |
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flown the coup and got away, so my advice always is this: |
Don't count your chickens before they have hatched, or your goslings. |
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| You may have to be satisfied with a bunch of lame ducks, |
oh, and don't mention that the birds have flown, |
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| but then again, the early bird catches the worm. |
So always keep your pecker up I say. |
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| But if you get up with the birds, don't go out |
naked as a jay bird like this one. |
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| People will just think you're as silly as a goose, |
or a bit of a bird brain, and this may hang |
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| around your neck like an albatross. I had a neck photo but not an albatross. |
If it does hang there, it could even be your swan song. |
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| If you get up with the lark, high up in deed, |
and get one’s ducks in a row, |
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you could end up with something to crow about, |
and be able to walk around proud as a peacock. |
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| But remember, one Swallow doesn't make a summer, but we watch them because. |
if the Swallows flying high, going to be dry |
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and if the Swallows flying low, we're in for a blow |
So let us hope to soar with eagles and have decent weather |
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although you may not be able to soar with eagles if you work with turkeys. |
Remember, if you can throw a few stones you could have a chicken in every pot |
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| and if the birds are young like a spring chicken |
although they are scarcer than hen's teeth |
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| everyone would say that you're as wise as an owl |
and you know how to feather your own nest. |
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| With my advice, they won't be saying things like you're
Cuckoo; I didn’t have the bird so I used a cuckoo wasp, |
or that you run around like a chicken with its head cut off. |
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| So don't be a stool pigeon, keep your little secret, |
and never stick your head in the sand |
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| Always come up with some story so you don't have to eat crow. |
Let them know that now you don't have to eat like a bird |
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| and you're not bothered if you eat the only bird in a gilded cage, ok is not gilded and it also got out. Also |
that you don't know which came first, the chicken or the egg. |
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| Be proud! Tell them you don't give a hoot about the |
"Why did the chicken Cross the Road" thing. It just wanted to know where the geese were going. |
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After all, that's for the birds! |
They may say you are as crazy as a loon. I know, it's not a real loon. |
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| But you know, as the crow flies it sees everything |
with its bird's eye view |
