An Antiquarian Attack of Antiquated Descriptions…

A fluther of jellyfish did attack me while swimming,

A school of dolphin did also pass by,

While a loan shark looking for a meal,

Did scare a gaggle of geese visiting the beach,

Even from a distance they did not feel out of reach…

A host of sparrows flying about overhead,

While a murmuration of starlings do talk back and forth,

A wedge of swans in flight are circling,

While a suit of mallard do announce their intention to land…

A knot of toads do jump across a stream,

While a hover of trout do swim and frolic just beneath the surface,

A rout of wolves moving in for the attack,

Of the plump of wildfowl trying to stay intact…

A paddling of ducks do swim around the pool,

Allowing a mob of deer to drink the water so cool,

A skulk of foxes do smell the covey of partridges,

While a cete of badgers do build homes along the banks,

To be protected from the nearby sloth of bears,

Dwelling in their caves, where they do hibernate for winter…

All these and more, they are in store, for the unwary hiker,

Or even for the off road biker,

Watch he should he does not become a tree striker,

For to be injured out here amongst all these creatures,

The only thing left will be his bones, no other features…

                © poppywrittED ~ 9/12/04