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Plastic Owl

A plastic owl stood guard upon A city window ledge, Most likely so a pigeon wouldn’t Strut there on the edge. But urban creatures aren’t fooled By something clearly fake. Their city cred, much more than where they land, Is what’s at stake. Though farmers may use scarecrows So their crops will thus survive, All the savvy city critters Wouldn’t fall for all that jive.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 4/3/2017 1:16:00 PM
Your poem really made me smile I can picture the scene so vividly in my mind Ilene:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 4/2/2017 11:56:00 AM
I've seen crows land right beside the plastic owl, as if they're looking for company, or maybe a wise word. :)
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Date: 4/2/2017 7:32:00 AM
Yess! ;) a city birder, I giggle every time I see the plastic owl perched strong in it's natural habitat. Fun write! xomo!
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Date: 4/2/2017 6:36:00 AM
Very nice !! Made me smile, I'm a Philly guy and seen that trick fail time after time.. Good write :)
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