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The Dodo
The Dodo never made the height
Air traffic is allowed
He never passed another bird
He never touched a cloud
No aerobatic flight display
Inability to soar
Missed every thermal updraft
His wings were just décor
He’d flap his wings to no avail
They made a flappy sound
A hop, a jump, a skip, then fall
He never left the ground
He didn’t bother trying to hover
He couldn’t even float
A flightless clump of feathers
It really got his goat
Depleting numbers angered him
Extinction such a scandal
He popped his cork, he lost the plot
He flew right of the handle
The only flight he ever made
You’d miss it if you blinked
A lack of anger management
Is why he’s now extinct
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