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I'm Being Stalked
I'm being stalked by a sea gull.
Its long yellow beak barbed with black
Looks cruel as any weapon.
I'm not about to turn my back.
By gosh! I am surrounded
By more than one white and grey bird,
Their sculpted feathers raised high
As they screech loudly to be heard.
Surprise! Here's a grey pigeon-
Iridescence on its body-
Pecking amongst the sea gulls.
Its short beak seems almost shoddy.
Well, if a pigeon is safe
Amid cruel predators so bold
I'll not stay here like a waif
Wishing to come in from the cold.
I shall now assert my claim-
"Shoo! Scat! Be gone! Take off! Blow!
I was here first. It's my spot!"
Egad! Do I now hear a crow?
