Peregrine Falcons (Remove filter)
The Seagulls are watching
THE SEAGULLS ARE WATCHING
The Seagulls are watching
They know what you eat
They’ll mug you for something
To shove down their beak
They like a nice pastie
They’ll steal from your lips
They’ll dive bomb and swoop
And nick all your chips
Relaxing in sunshine
A holiday dream
Then they’ll feather and flap you
And splat your ice...
Wednesday 3rd July 2013 8:51 pm
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