earlier Spring
      !?  Be where, the hides of March ?! 
Better wait than  never  !
Travel through EastAnglian Fens armed with impressive binoculars.
?Why:  To catch a glimpse of the shy and retiring  GreatBustard.
Arrive in market town of March.
No sign ! of  GB.
No sign ! of fuckin' hideouts neither.
Go home to the alms of Melancholy who await with heavy brew.
                                # taken from the diaries of Mike Onlynest and William Noddie:
                          ! why use lots of birds when just One will do?