After many, many, many, many, many posts on anti-pigeons, maybe they aren’t all that bad. They are tough survivers and add a non-human element to urban areas. They do have nice different colors. And they do walk in a funky way with their heads bobbin. So here’s a poem:
Oh pigeons with your funny stride
A positive view you were denied.
Stirring and skipping along curbside,
Do you truly have a good heart inside?
Children cheerfully feed you.
Quietly echoing sounds coo coo
Overhead you joyfully flew
But please don’t release stinky poo poo