I won an ARC of Animal Partners (written by Scotti Cohn and illustrated by Shennen Bersani) from Arbordale Publishing for my entry in their Poetry Month Contest! I was very excited to be selected out of the number of entries (well, one entry to be exact...).   

The challenge was to write a poem about animal relationships. Researching zebras & ostriches, sea anemones & hermit crabs, and other symbiotic relationships got my juices flowing. Upon finding the crocodile and plover bird's tooth-cleaning relationship, my head filled with bits of lines and rhymes.

"Wait, wait. Let me get this straight.
So, you thought I would let a bird
just fly into my mouth, and
I wouldn't eat it? Dude.
Have you had chicken wings?
They are awesome!
Bwa, ha, ha, ha!"
(by Yan81 via sxc.hu)
My draft needed another term for jaws/ mouth/ teeth of crocodiles to complete a rhyme...which led me to the internet...which led me to a crocodile specialist and his discussion called "The Myth of the Plover."

"This guy is a quack!" I yelled to no one in particular, clutching my almost finished poem. 

Alas, further research confirmed there is no evidence of this partnership except for in a doctored photograph and an old story. 

"Son-of-Crocodile-Dundee!" I yelled in a poor Australian accent. 

So the plover and the crocodile weren't really friends, but darn it, I was invested in this relationship or at least in finishing the poem. And thus the ending was born.


Plover's Lunch

By Lauri Meyers

Please open up wide.
I'll flutter inside
To pick out all your scraps.
Forgotten to crunch,
The rest of your lunch
Still stuck in toothy gaps.

A bit of fresh fish
Is really delish
A perfect birdy treat.
A dentist like me
Is helpful you see
To keep incisors neat.

But wait just a sec.
I'll take a raincheck.
Your fishy grin seems cruel.
It's giving me pause-
To eat in your jaws
Would make me quite a fool!


So there you have it-- an important lesson learned on the risks of research!

Have you had any research mishaps?