After the Birds
Yes, her hair was looking great;
she'd spent so long on getting
ready for this longed for day -
the seaside with her boyfriend.
She stepped outside the beach hut,
her love knelt, a ring held out -
and a flock of seagulls pooped!
written 18th July for Nette's 'After' contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2025
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