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I am not a Guillemot

I’ve said it before

and I’ll say it again

(probably)

that I am

NOT

a Guillemot.

You might think that I am,

but, no,

I am NOT.

So, stop saying that I am,

or that I even look like one,

because I will just take umbrage,

flap my wings,

and head off in search of viands.

Predictive Text Poetry

The badger said to the fox
I am not going to get
I am a bit confused
Okay
I can see you tomorrow
I can tell you that
I have never written a poem
Okay
I am not a Guillemot
I am a little bit more lively than you
Okay
I have never been able to make
I have never been able to do
I can tell you that
Yay for the next time we are all together.

“I am not a Guillemot!” said the Guillemot

“I am not a Guillemot!” said the Guillemot.

“I am The Guillemot!

the last one standing,

flying, swooping, anding;

and after me there will be

no other.

I have no partner

to be a mother

to our chicks;

so when I’m gone,

it’s, ‘Fiddlesticks!’