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But no one misses the Dodo

Normal people say

Conventional wisdom is

What guides them this way 


But the home island of the birds

Has some ancient trees

Three hundred years no seedlings

Reproduction ceased


Seeds lie unsprouted below

Barren little nuts

Dodos needed to eat them

To pass through their guts


The seed needs digested so

The tough coat breaks down

So shoots can start to grow up

When seed reaches ground


Turkeys ate some for science 

To see if they'd grow

And proved those trees miss the dodo

Now we truly know


Created: Apr 15, 2014

Tags: poetry, metered

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