Four Old Pigeons

The old pigeons sat up
In their roost
Watching the humans below

Did you ever see such a
Sight as the creatures
Walking back and forth

Lots of crumbs today
We should eat good
Tonight

Wait a minute
What are they doing
Some nerve

They didn’t ask if
We wanted our pictures
Taken

That is an evasion
Of our privacy
Just you wait

Want to fly down
We can fix them
Good….

©  Ceol

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One Response to “Four Old Pigeons”

  • Coastpoet Says:
    November 16th, 2009 at 9:15 am

    Your poem ‘Four old Pigeons’ is great…thanks for writing this Ceol…I see you and I that day taking the pictures of the old buildings…we sure did invade the privacy of “the four old pigeons”…good thing they didn’t fly down and “fix” us…I love how you put that…this poem brings back a nice memory of a lovely day enjoyed by two true friends.

    Coastpoet

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