Flippant Foul Fowls
Most birds like to flock together
I wish to know now, where they are
I'd like to hold them and squeeze them
Since they crapped all over my car!
One for sure, I'd like to secure
It's forced expulsion was inclined
To smear my drivers side window
Left behind, what left it's behind!
Another foul fowl on my list
I'd like to have in my clutches
Smacked my windshield so deftly
It landed where no wiper touches!
But my enemy number one
Squeezed a bomb off with no concerns
It scored a hit on my bald head
That forced me to yell, "Ow it burns!"
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