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SEAGUL
Begging seaguls amongst the people
Stalking humans outside restaurants and chip shops
Eagerly awaiting leftovers knowing it is theirs if something drops
We as humans are complaining as if they are a pest and in the way
They would be at sea if the fishermen didn't take their fish away
Now a seagul has a heart and with a heart should be a soul
To you he may not be useful ..but hes here to ...
Saturday 24th October 2020 2:20 pm
The Poor Little Dove
The Poor Little Dove/Michael Kwack
To watch the wave play with the wind,
I sat by the museum garden pond.
Then a small pigeon came flying,
Landed to her feet, tiny and cute,
And stared up at me, a bit intensely,
Only blinking her eyes, no other move.
She was like a camera model baby,
And I recalled my infanthood pictures.
I started taking some ph...
Thursday 25th June 2020 11:55 am
Disorientated (2)
Yesterday a policeman shit on my head
when I went to complain to a pigeon
about my gypsy being stolen by two cars.
Sunday 20th January 2019 8:30 pm
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