The pigeon’s demise 😥
Well today saw the end of a beautiful relationship.
The end of what could have been a wonderful courtship.
A glorious day, the sun shining bright
Little did I know of the poor pigeon’s plight!
I stroll to the coffee shop with not a care in the world
And there on the pavement, my pigeon, wings furled.
I say wings furled that’s strictly not right
For I was met with an horrific sight!
My beautiful pigeon, who’d led me a merry dance
Well it looked like he hadn’t stood a chance.
For there he lay and he was as flat as a pancake.
Probably diminished at the start of daybreak.
He’d probably been sat minding his own business
Maybe even looking forward to Christmas 🤷🏻♀️
But alas for it was just not meant to be.
No more pecking about under the church trees
Gone in a moment - a very sad passing
Now there will be no more coffee shop trespassing.
So rest in peace my poor feathered friend
I only hope that it was quick at the end.
😥
J C Hicks Copyright 7-11-21
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