Pigeon
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
ã John W Fenn 26-03-2009
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