A thunder clap of beating wings
Broke loose as I walked by,
Hungarian partridge spread their wings
And fluttered to the sky. My impromptu appearance,
Embroiled them in deep fright,
So, in startled trepidation
They emerged in hurried flight. Nature cleverly endowed them
With a bag of tricks to play,
So, they circle in maneuvers
Just to keep nimrods away. I wish that laws would spare them,
That they might never fly,
But sit and watch quiescently
As I go strolling by. | 
