Evolution

So I thought I'd drag through the bilges and found a nice little poem from my patented "Liddle Book 'o Poems" (TM) This is one of my early, early, early, early, EARLY ones, so don't be too harsh. How early do you say? Well, it's on the first page... =P

Evolution

by

Malacola

Their feathered wings, now plated steel,
Their taloned feet now rubber wheel.
Their slitted eye, now shield of glass,
Their fieldmouse now a leaded gas.
Their singing now a wailing shriek,
A nose where there was once a beak.
Their engine once a soul divine,
An engine fueled by gasoline.
There was a time we said they'd "soar",
But times do change, and now they "roar".
Thus it began, our revolution.
We like to call it "evolution".

By my troph! I am off! ::trophs off to bed::

The Turtle Moves (trophedly, no doubt...)