English would be a loud parrot
Screeching words at an empty page.
Maths would be a wise owl
Concentrating at every stage.
French would be an elegant swift
Darting and weaving and never still.
Science would be something stuffed,
Unidentified, with a broken bill.
Scripture would be a gentle dove
Sent from the ark to show God’s love.
History an old crow,
A dusty relic of long ago.
Geography would be paradise creatures
Flying west to find uncharted features.
Latin, a bird with a cobwebbed head
With its feet in the air, dead.
Music would be the chorus at dawn,
Art a peacock on a sculptured lawn.
Computers a flying machine that sings,
Technology Icarus with prototype wings.
But these made up birds are only a fable
Feeding at their very own bird time table.