# Furs and feathers

Author: james mikoto
Tags: Feathers, Football, Poems, Poetry, furs

#1 of poetry

The emus formed a football team  
Up the field far away;  
Their dark-brown sweaters were smooth as cream  
But kangaroos would sit and scream  
To watch them play.  
  
'butterfingers,' they would call,  
And suck-like names;  
The emus couldn't hold the ball  
They had no hands, but hands aren't all  
In football games.  
  
A match against the kangaroos  
They played one day.  
The kangaroos were forced to choose  
Some wallabies and wallaroos  
That played in grey.  
  
The rules that in the west prevail  
Would shock the town;  
For when a kangaroo set sail  
An emu jumped upon his tail  
And fetched him down.  
  
A whistler duck as referee  
Was not admired.  
He whistled so incessantly  
The teams rebelled, and up a tree  
He soon retired.  
  
The old marsupial captain said,  
'It's do or die!'  
So down the ground like fire he fled  
And leaped above an emu's head  
And scored a try.  
  
Then shouting, 'Keep it on the toes!'  
The emus came.  
Fierce as the blooded game froze   
They laid their foes and men out in rows  
And saved the game.  
  
In native bear and Darling pea  
They dined that night:  
But one man was an absentee:  
The whistler duck, their referee,  
Had taken flight.

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