image credit: Prelena Soma Owen
guarding your hole,
neither your wife nor you
will cuckold the other's colourful soul,
on your coming two.
for strife is your least
affliction to fear of in life;
so gaze at the geese, and take time to feast
for a drink with your wife.
perhaps you'll mourn
- to the honeyguide's carefree song -
two eggshells torn, but a third one born
who survived the wrong.