D. A. Prince: The Dodo's Lesson

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By being dead the dodo gives
a warning in his narratives:
the dodo’s easy life was good.
Adapt or die? - the Hell he would!

So pigeon-like he pottered round
on safe, familiar, changeless ground.
Or so he thought. The world moved on;
new predators, the hunter’s gun,

invaded his once-private space
to eliminate the dodo race.
That cheery creature Tenniel drew
casts shadows over me and you.

Its numbers shrank. Bewildered, caught
in age-old attitudes of thought
the dodo’s bottom line was inked
as comic has-been, and extinct.