Updated On: 26 May, 2019 07:44 AM IST | | Gitanjali Chandrasekharan
That and other birds, decoded in a new poem to practice with your kid

Tall pink Flamingoes in a flock/were engrossed in their chatter/with their twisty coat-hanger necks/honking all the jungle news in non-stop jabber
IF you had to tell your child what the pink cover that Mumbai gets every winters sounds like, what would you say? The answer, it seems is clash and grraw, in various permutations and combinations.