LAMMERGEIER

I am a bearded vulture,

I wanted a crunchy meat pie,

I saw one crawling beneath its shell,

Across the mountainside.

So, I swooped and grasped that tortoise.

With my strong sharp claws

And carried it up and upwards,

Without the slightest pause.

I am a bearded vulture,

My eyes are as keen as blades,

So, I saw a round rock, far below,

Shining up out of the shade.

I am a bearded vulture,

I decided to loosen my grasp,

The tortoise descended,

With increasing speed

Smashed into that round rock fast.

I am a bearded vulture,

I killed a philosopher dead.

I am winged king of mountainsides,

I dropped a tortoise on his head.