What bird is always unhappy?
It's voice is like a burp, Will swallow with a slurp, You'll never hear it chirp. Kiss it with a wince, Might turn into a prince
If a man would carry my burden he would break his back I am not rich But leave silver in my track
Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
A warrior amongs the flowers, He bears a thrusting sword. Able and ready to use, To guard his golden hoard.
Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?