[New post] From “A Book of Bird Riddles Vol. 25” by “Wry” Ron Pilkinton

alexp01 posted: "A fine red comb above my head But no mere chicken I Largest bird that soars overhead Though some may call that a lie My aerie is the southern peaks Their dead my sweet repast I can be found by those who seek Though I am vanishing fast What am " Respond to this post by replying above this line New post on Excerpts From Nonexistent Books From "A Book of Bird Riddles Vol. 25" by "Wry" Ron Pilkinton by alexp01 A fine red comb above my head But no mere chicken I Largest bird that soars overhead Though some may call that a lie My aerie is the southern peaks Their dead my sweet repast I can be found by those who seek Though I am vanishing fast What am I? Like what you see? Purchase a print or ebook version! This free site is ad-supported. Learn more ​ alexp01 | November 25, 2021 at 8:42 am | Tags: fiction, story | Categories: Excerpt | URL: https://wp.me/pP03N-3WZ Comment    See all comments    Like Unsubscribe to no longer receive posts from Excerpts From Nonexistent Books. Change your email settings at Manage Subscriptions. Trouble clicking? Copy and paste this URL into your browser: http://nonexistentbooks.com/2021/11/25/from-a-book-of-bird-riddles-vol-25-by-wry-ron-pilkinton/ Thanks for flying with WordPress.com