All Is true in this work. Well almost!
They never forget
Work out changes below
And around them in flight
When the council changes
The bin days - expecting
The Gulls would not realize
Gulls in a day or two back
To scavenging
Seeing ME - with a sausage
I were consuming
A gull attempted to mug me
Fortunately the sausage were hot
The gull flew off not a happy gull
A week later I were eating a pie
The pie were cold
Would you believe it!
Aye the bleeding gull mugged me again!
And got clean away this time with my pie!
Now I change my route and my hats!
Gulls have also work out how to defeat
A hawk by forming a big wing the hawk
Flees the sky's leaving the sky to the gull's!
When a gull loses it's chick to a car
She hunts the car down tries to get vengeance
By pecking to death the car's rubber wheels!
Gulls can be homicidal
Land upon an unsuspecting pigeon
Farseeing the pigeon in to the harbour
Then standing on the back of the poor pigeon
Tears it apart!
Me mate Lloyd wile walking down Ramsgates Kingstreet
Noted a gull standing like a shopkeeper taking the air
Has like he were having a puff of a cigeret extendible belly
To to match his white apron over his gut
Should not being bothered by those passing bye
Be they cars in the road mums with pushchairs
Step aside to let shoppers in to the shop as if the shop
Were his - then back to puffing on his cigeret - he looked to Lloyd
Gulls just not such darlings it has to be said!
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Of Thanet
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2019-07-19 at 12:37
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GULLS RIGHT CLEVER BLIGHTERS (Addishanal Stanza) (Inspired By A Work By Marie Cadavieco)
Now gulls are right cleverThey never forget
Work out changes below
And around them in flight
When the council changes
The bin days - expecting
The Gulls would not realize
Gulls in a day or two back
To scavenging
Seeing ME - with a sausage
I were consuming
A gull attempted to mug me
Fortunately the sausage were hot
The gull flew off not a happy gull
A week later I were eating a pie
The pie were cold
Would you believe it!
Aye the bleeding gull mugged me again!
And got clean away this time with my pie!
Now I change my route and my hats!
Gulls have also work out how to defeat
A hawk by forming a big wing the hawk
Flees the sky's leaving the sky to the gull's!
When a gull loses it's chick to a car
She hunts the car down tries to get vengeance
By pecking to death the car's rubber wheels!
Gulls can be homicidal
Land upon an unsuspecting pigeon
Farseeing the pigeon in to the harbour
Then standing on the back of the poor pigeon
Tears it apart!
Me mate Lloyd wile walking down Ramsgates Kingstreet
Noted a gull standing like a shopkeeper taking the air
Has like he were having a puff of a cigeret extendible belly
To to match his white apron over his gut
Should not being bothered by those passing bye
Be they cars in the road mums with pushchairs
Step aside to let shoppers in to the shop as if the shop
Were his - then back to puffing on his cigeret - he looked to Lloyd
Gulls just not such darlings it has to be said!
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Of Thanet
Poetry by ken d williams
Read 643 times
Written on 2019-07-19 at 12:37
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