I Wanted To Give a Bird the Bird

iron snail scalloped decorative lamp in the evening light I saw her in the distance and she seemed less bright I walked quite close and saw a pompous pigeon proud and perky. She was staring at a distant field, ogling a hideously ugly turkey. You are way too pretty for that old geezer, I said to the bird. She pointedly looked my way and said, “Don’t be absurd!” This surprised me so hard I fell back and hit my head on a branch. Falling with my salad, losing every scoop of my ranch. A crow came by and made fun of me, heckling like mad. If I had not been laughing so hard, it might have been sad. That’s the last time I try to help a prissy pigeon, believe me. The last I saw of her, she was flying with a squirrel to a tree.