Very sweet! Tho I have personally yet to turn orange from ingesting egg
yolks!
Stephen V
>
> All About Canaries
>
> In a middling Melbourne suburb not far from here
> certain Mediterranean gentlemen
> disport themselves on Sundays at bocce,
> fiercely competitive, given that
> the winners take home smallgoods
> of the best quality, even a whole side of bacon.
>
> Their other pastime involves canaries
> of which there are two types,
> singers and flyers.
> The latter are for canary racing.
>
> In a secure wire enclosure
> the chosen creatures, male, variously brilliant,
> perch at the starting pole,
> intent on the enticing beauty of a star female
> who awaits them beyond the finishing line.
>
> Theyıre off! The winnerıs quickness has been fuelled
> by more canary testosterone than his rivals
> could muster in the moment.
> And is he rewarded? I must enquire further.
>
> As for the champion canaryıs owner,
> we may be confident he scoops the pool
> of delectable Mediterranean smallgoods
> (with perhaps a consolation prize for second canary).
>
> Bad sportsmanship must be rare, but
> I am given to understand that a surreptitious
> watering of oneıs rivalıs birdıs feathers
> can lead to a disastrous downward fluttering
> and a dubious triumph for the unsporting.
>
> Should you like your canary to turn orange,
> boil chicken eggs and feed it the yolks.
>
> This is all I know about canaries,
> not firsthand but from a reliable eyewitness.
>
> Max Richards
> 10.15am, 6 May 2005
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