Bone meal
Scavenging angel
Takes to the skies,
Gains height,
With calcium prize
Clasped tight.Carries that weight
In a crooked claw;
All skill and bone,
The talon of fate.Providence in the fall
Of the marrow,
May the g-force be with you,
Deliver a sliver.X marks the spot,
Take after take,
Then a lucky break.
Guzzles the lot.Splinters and shards,
The whole nine yards.
Dish of the day
At the hard rock cafe.© Tim Knight and timknightwriter, 2015
Biodiversity challenge – Lammergeier
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