Young son Ned And his parents inked The Treat of Ned's Room, Wherein Ned was given sovereignty Over his room...a no-go zone... In exchange for keeping it kempt. But four times a year His parents could open the door a crack To let in a trained treaty canary For a one-minute medical fly-around With test strips affixed to its legs To measure oxygen levels and toxic mold. After a minute the canary was trained To tap with its beak on the door To be let out. Only this canary, Like many coal mine canaries, never tapped And was found several minutes later, unresponsive.. Toes to the ceiling... Well beyond resuscitation. Word travels fast in the canary community, So no other volunteers came forward To fly into Ned's room. The treaty became then null and void... A predictable loss for bi-lateral family negotiations.