The Dodo | Gail Henderson

Have you ever seen a Dodo?  Nor me

A bird, so could be looking in the wrong place – a tree

It’s big, I hear it’s over three feet tall when found

Will be both walking and nesting on the ground

It’s heavy too, you’ll never see it fly

Has yellow feet so sure to notice it pass by

It’s only habitation is an Island called Mauritius

Apparently extinct because it tastes so delicious!


Gail Henderson arrived in Angus, from Oxford in 2006. From Doncaster, South Yorkshire originally she still considers herself a Yorkshire Lass. After writing poetry for many years, often lighthearted with a touch of humour, three years ago she joined a creative writing class and now writes short stories as well as poetry of a more serious nature. During lockdown of 2021 she discovered an online writing group, The Procrastinators, the group has helped her explore different genres and given her the opportunity of sharing her work. 


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