The thieves have learned the
error of their ways; they paid
a price which gave them little
choice but to repay a debt in
kind. As such they earned a
rare respect within the pen
where hens have dined on
fare as rich as honey mead.
They swear goanna meat
with smoky tang that’s freshly
braised in embers glow just
tastes as sweet; and when you
get to eat their eggs no doubt
I’d bet you will agree!
© 6 February 2009, I. D. Carswell
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