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Glad

Preview of ‘New and Collected Poems for Children’ to be published by Faber in Autumn 2009

Glad

Glad we don’t have to bark.
Glad we don’t have to cock
one leg and wee on a lampost.
Glad we don’t have to cluck
or lay an egg. Glad we don’t
have to moo, neigh, baa, eat grass
or hay, be milked, fleeced, ridden.
Glad we don’t have to hoot, hang
from the thread of a web, sting, slither.
Glad we don’t have to mew, eat mice,
peck, breathe through gills, dwell
in shells or form a chrysalis, hiss,
hum, hover. Glad we don’t
have to kip upside down in the dark, bark.