Dang Pesky Pigeons

Pigeons



There’s a pigeon on the rooftop
And he’s driving me insane
For his constant pigeon noises
Seem to permeate my brain

From his perch upon the chimney
He’s coo cooing to his mate
It just thunders through the building
And it comes out in the grate

The noise is quite incessant
And no matter where I sit
I still hear this damned bird calling
It annoys me, quite a bit

How I wish he’d find another house
To broadcast to his lover
Why does he have to use my roof
Why can’t he find another

? John W Fenn  26-03-2009
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Laurie Avatar
September 24, 2020 at 4:42 PM
G’day John … there is a pigeon called a ‘bronze wing’ down our way that drives us silly with its ‘drumming’ to a mate so I know where you are coming from in your fine verse - thanks John - Lindsay
Bauer Avatar
September 24, 2020 at 2:07 PM
wonderful! are you the same john fenn who once posted here regularly? if so, i've missed you! welcome back! (if you're not, i still enjoyed your poem very much...)
Fenn Avatar
September 25, 2020 at 12:26 PM
Yes its me, I've had a lot going on for the past few years, got married and built 2 houses in my spare time, almost finished this one and it will be the last. I look forward to writing some more nonsense to post on here. Glad you enjoyed this one. John
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