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Thursday, August 11, 2011


Clacko is a wacko bird
who sings through his beak
*clack*  *clack*  *clack*

He spreads his pink wings
over my desk chair
and I want my chair
*back*  *back*  *back*

He does make me laugh,
this incredible bird.
He gives me poems,
I give you my word.



  1. Joy,

    Everyone needs one of these for inspiration, so they won't take themselves too seriously, and just for laughs.

  2. You betcha! Thanks Linda.
    Clacko was a birthday present from my husband and he arrived with a card in his beak exactly as you see him, sitting on my desk chair. I laughed so hard when I came in to work and there was this silly bird. Anytime I'm feeling low, I just look at Clacko and I have to laugh.
    His name came from my friend and former NC critique buddy Molly Weston.