The Hungry Hawk

The Hawk caught the fish Sir Fish wished himself away Fly away, Sir Fish!

Sir Fish spread his fins Though he was in air, swam off. Robbed Hawk of his lunch.

Hawk struck out anew Tried to grab a rabbit stew Once again, food flew!

Quite hungry, Hawk cursed. Nearby, Trickster laughed at him. "Too much pride in flight!"

"Flight matters little Without those in brush or brook." Hawk heard his words well.

With thanks to Trickster and to all of those below Hawk tried once again.

Hawk succeeded now Grateful for his fish dinner for rest of his days.