I knew a hawk named Ostentatious
Who was ridiculously flirtatious
Formel or tiercel didn’t matter
Tho’ he much preferred the latter
As his appetite for size- was just voracious.
He considered courting to be nonsense
All useless folderol and pretense
Just a quick roll in the skies
Talons nestled in plump thighs
Preferably those of a lover, adept- at playing defense.
His foul antics went on quite unhindered
Till he swooped on the wrong him-bird
Who through public castigation
Sought Ostentatious’s castration
Could his inordinate fowl appetites- not be deterred
Left woebegone poor Ostentatious
Now leads a life much less salacious
Yet eternal abstinence exchanged
For a manhood left unchanged
Has driven his appetite for worms- beyond capacious.
This little ditty was inspired by the photo prompt provided by Crispina on Crimson’s Creative Challenge #56 and includes the words Ostentatious as provided by Sheryl on Your Daily Word Prompt, and Nonsense provided by Michael on MLMM Tale Weavers.
Thru Violet's Lentz 
I love that ending. Indeed. that mention of worms is the killer. 🙂
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Ever grasping at off color straws…… Can’t help myself sometimes….
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It’s the creative spirit… 🙂
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Great and a lot of fun violet. Love the words you used.
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Wooh the ending took me by surprise. You are an amazing writer, good job! Great post! 🙂
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This was fantastic, Violet!
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amazing creativity! love the way your words rhyme and tickle me
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The metaphor carried throughout here is great. And the wormy death in exchange for being a sex-crazed beast? Haha, great twist!
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