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Welcome to Beastly Tales. Each has a message, a moral. All are meant to have an element of humour. Naturally, any names included do not depict real folk but are included as part of the joke.

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(As with Beastly Banter Beastly Tales is written and illustrated by Richard Hersel.)

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Richard Hersel



An Ostrich stuck it’s head in the sand,
Running from danger in Bechuanaland.
The poor bird thought it was successfully hiding,
From a danger not outrun by it’s striding.
In such an unrealistic effort to conceal itself,
It left itself open to a predator, hunting by stealth.
“That is just like me,” proclaimed Nesbit Kilgar,
“When I hide to puff cigarettes, filled with tar!”
“I hide because I’m ashamed of my habit,”
Hiding underground, like a startled rabbit.
“I know that smoking is detrimental to my health.”
“I know that the high cost of fags drains, from my wealth.”
“But I just don’t seem to be able to stop my puffing,”
“Always with the ‘coffin nails’, into my mouth stuffing.

The real stupidity of the whole fag thing.
Is that real tobacco flavour is gone, no zing.
Today's fags are flavourless, tasteless too,
Might as well light up a smelly old shoe!
Cigarettes are smoked to absorb nicotine,
The substance designed to addict one, most unclean!

Nesbit Kilgar, a Hookah did buy.
Inhaling smoke through a vase of water sounds wet, not dry.
Perhaps it would filter out harmful tars,
“Would the experience be blissful, with Oohs and Aahs?”
No, nothing like that, whether old or young,
Just another method of delivering pollutants to lung.
The only sensible option is to Quit!
Pouring water over smokers, just as soon as they have lit.

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What a brilliant poem, so true!!!