Pheasant Basquaise

A gamekeeper from Navarre
Couldn’t get the birds in the air
People came to shoot
And it was such a hoot
Because the pheasants just sat and stared.

I wasn’t sure whether there were pheasants in the Basque Country, so I wrote a limerick. When things are immortalised in poetry, then it’s half-way to the truth, right?… 

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