Nature by Chris Mansell

the yellow legged plovers live at the university and stare down
pale students who dare to walk near them

we like them

they are the smartest things around with their brown caps and stiffish know-it-all walk
god, don't they look like the newly arrived so proud to be here,

and busy,

the plovers should have keys and a whistle on a lanyard each
like brisk brutish phys ed teachers they probably once were

by Chris Mansell

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