I read once in a magazine
a story of a man so keen
he bought for his dear love’s birth day
a flock of flamingos to stay.
They were not real birds I think
but plastic and a nice bright pink
I loved this inspired gift idea
and hoped as my birthday came near
I might get a delightful shock
and find a pink flamingo flock.
Sadly my dream did not come true
not one bird, certainly not two.
But then a friend told me the tale
of where flamingos were for sale.
I snapped one up and brought it home
and stuck it deep in garden loam
it stands there, and expresses fun
a pink flamingo – just the one.