I stood before a Judge today
Your Honor I was charged unjustly
He ask me what I had to say
Let me explain and then you will see

Yes, I admit to killing the bird
But I really had no choice
I was faced with dying of hunger
God blessed me with this source

I was hunting on that mountainside
And fell into the Condors nest
Without food for three days
Yes, the bird, I did dress

The judge looked at my innocent face
And said, “Survival is what it was about”
So I was pleased when he decided
To set me free and throw the case out

Then, the judge stopped me while I was leaving
which made me nervous, queasy, and sickened
“Please tell me what Condor taste like
I’m curious, does it taste like chicken”

I answered him much too quickly
And again my life went a fowl
My experienced taste buds tell me
It’s a cross between Whopping Crane and Spotted Owl