A Logical Conclusion

Long ago, yet not so long as spite,
An eagle lost a salmon in mid-flight.
Fish plummeting, bird sputtering chagrin--
Which creature had it worse, feather or fin?
The fish, you say, life forfeit--and for naught,
His flesh reduced, undignified, to rot.
At very least he could have served the use
Of nourishing young fledglings in their roost.
And yet, I say, the eagle bears the brunt--
A nest of spoiled chicks, a wasted hunt.
Four greedy eaglets eager to complain
And now, the eagle sighs, it looks like rain.
 These arguments reviewed, I much prefer
 To be myself, and neither fish nor bird.