Coconut Grove Some boys kiss me

kennel?
he tilts back his head with a war-cry squawk
rude dog, rude dog!

now the slinky off-white thing
is carrying off his treatie! rude rude rude
he clacks his beak
taking long strides after her

where is she going? where is she going?
with his fruit shell? 
he nips at her tail as it bobs like a delicious worm
spitting out tufts of silky fur 
and leaping back with magpie giggles
his wings fanning out in front of her as he trills
and struts boldly behind her.