Bird by MT
I park my truck at the south entrance of the office building.
I see a bird perched high above the glass doorways where the employees go through.
I hear the bird singing a beautiful song. It’s a melodic score, but as I walk closer, the bird suddenly changes its tune. It sees me and begins to yell…
“KAWK, KAWK, KAWK!”
I have no doubt that the bird is trying to talk to me.
“KAWK, KAWK, KAWK!”
But what is it trying to say?
“KAWK, KAWK, KAWK!”
The bird must know that I am a very important person at the company.
“KAWK, KAWK, KAWK!”
The bird must know that I am a test developer.
“KAWK, KAWK, KAWK!”
The bird thinks I am a Caesar so I translate:
“HAIL, HAIL, HAIL!”
Yes, the bird respects me.
“KAWK, KAWK, KAWK!”
I think that the bird actually thinks that you are a cawk, Mahu…