The following poem was inspired by the super loud firetruck horn that just blew down on Michigan Avenue. I’m up on the 14th floor and it was quite loud from up here. The horn musta been so loud that it disintegrated the cars in front of the truck…
The Disintegrating Firetruck Horn
The fire truck crawling along the street,
Other cars blocking its running feet.
“Outta my way!” they scream and yell.
Not an inch they move, ignoring the bell.
Out comes the mega loud blaster
With hopes of the cars moving faster
The horn was rung, so loud it was.
Everyone covered their ears and dropped their jaws.
As windows shook, and pigeons vibrate,
the cars in front, they quickly disintegrate.
The truck moved on with no delay,
So please remember to get outta the way.
vibrating pigeons? did you take a digicam video? that’s something you don’t see every day.
the vibrating pigeons are a poetic license. and you know my relationship with pigeons.
Bert from Sesame Street does a dance called “The Pigeon.” he also collects paper clips.
Bert does a dance called the pigeon? i GOTTA see this. You sure it’s Bert doing this dance and not Ernie?