Some Twenty Birds Poem by HARVENDRA SINGH

In a bushy tree, there, some twenty birds nested,
Where each of the couple birds comfortably rested.
The he birds were so engrossed to their duties,
That they never left their workplaces before 4: 30s.
4 pm, an indication to make the evening food ready,
Turned the she birds to the kitchens and made them heady.
5 pm, to welcome their he birds, kept them busy.
Next day, while seeing the he birds off, they felt uneasy.
The he birds, for their jobs, flew away gladly.
And the she birds turned again to their works sadly.
As soon as, they could dispose their household jobs,
The she birds did and returned to the neighbouring hobnobs.
Full noon, they would sing, dance, laugh and crack jokes.
And even they indulged in clumsy and rough-talks.
Sometimes much friendly to their neighbouring birds,
And sometimes they became rival to their canards.
At times they would make such a furious noise,
As they had completely lost their mental poise.
Again at their husbands' arrival and to their sweet callins,
They feigned to be very busy, yet preened their wings.
Their husbands took them to be laborious wives,
For, they found them with tongs, rollers and knives,
So some poor husbands had to help in the kitchens,
And some, to get their food ready, had to lull their kittens.